Quotes About Sadness

Serve God joyfully. Let there be no sadness in your life: the only true sorrow is sin.

The light has gone out of my life.

But you can be talky and paint your fingernails and still be very sad. In fact, you can be talky and paint your fingernails to protect other people from how sad you are.

She would love herself, even with her sadness and her distractibility, her defenses and her failures.

It'll just hurt a lot.

I was pure liquid loss, then, for an hour or two.

Adelaide wasn't depressed. She never felt bleak. She had energy. She was talky. She painted her fingernails green and wore floral-print dresses and enormous cardigan sweaters. But you can be talky and paint your fingernails and still be very sad. In fact, you can be talky and paint your fingernails to protect other people from how sad you are.

But the sadness was still there, underneath.

I just broke up with someone. I am an egg yolk of misery.

Be sad. Be sorry. But don't shoulder it." -We Were Liars

Be sad, be sorry - but don't shoulder it.

The sadness of the incomplete, the sadness that is often Life, but should never be Art.

He stretched out his hands as he sang, sadly, because all beauty is sad…The poem had done no 'good' to anyone, but it was a passing reminder, a breath from the divine lips of beauty, a nightingale between two worlds of dust. Less explicit than the call to Krishna, it voiced our loneliness nevertheless, our isolation, our need for the Friend who never comes yet is not entirely disproved.

The melody rose, unprofitably magical. It broke; it was resumed broken, not marching once from the cradle to the grave. The sadness of the incomplete—the sadness that is often Life, but should never be Art—throbbed in its disjected phrases, and made the nerves of the audience throb. Not thus had she played on the little draped piano at the Bertolini, and "Too much Schumann" was not the remark that Mr. Beebe had passed to himself when she returned.

It is like you to have thought of such a beautiful thing." Not a thing, only an ending," said Helen rather sadly; and the sense of tragedy closed in on Margaret again as soon as she left the house.

I guess I had, too, this melancholy, and somehow Buddy Holly dying at least gave me a tangible reason for this feeling. Maybe it's just all the sadness I see in the people around me, just below the surface I mean, and the fact that there's nothing I can do about it. Life is like that sometimes.

I'm not sad about any of my life. It's so unconventional. It doesn't look anything like I thought it would.

She was brave from excess of grief

The reason for the sadness of this modern age and the men who live in it is that it looks for the truth in everything and finds it.

I shall think of you Whenever I am most happy, whenever I am Most sad, whenever I see a beautiful thing. You are a burning lamp to me, a flame The wind cannot blow out, and I shall hold you High in my hand against whatever darkness.

The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief of grief has drained me clean; Still it seems a pity No one saw,—it must have been Very pretty.

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It takes seventeen muscles to smile and forty-three to frown.

Her sun is gone down while it was yet day.