Quotes About Tragedy

The keel scraped the sharp rocks. Shrieking as if in pain, the keel split open and the sea swarmed over the decks, flooding into the lower part of the boat, bringing it down, the craft pitching and bobbing even as it sank into the hurtling depths.

The blessing of a tragedy is that it puts your life into perspective.

Who can name a death that was not tragic?" the speaker asks. "Is there a way for us to find meaning in the losses we've suffered? Who can say that one soul has a heavier grievance than another? We were all victims. We need to forgive each other." Remember? Yes. Forgive? No.

So many mistakes. So many errors. So much tragedy as a result. In that moment I understood that the cruelest words in the universe are if only.

As for children, every woman knows the fears and sorrows. Joy is a delicious luxury that we experience most cautiously, for tragedy conceals itself around every corner.

Joy is a delicious luxury that we experience most cautiously, for tragedy conceals itself around every corner.

La dicha es un regalo que disfrutamos con cautela ante la certeza de que la tragedia se esconde a la vuelta de la esquina.

My home is here with this family I've built from scraps of tragedy.

It's never one thing that leads to a tragic accident, she was sure she'd read once—though she couldn't say where. It's usually seven things—seven mistakes, or errors in judgment, or acts of negligence. If you reverse engineer any major disaster—oil spill or train derailment or airplane crash—there are usually seven things that had to go wrong in order for them to occur. Claudia

IF YOU REALLY let life take you, if you release control and stop clinging to sameness, you can't imagine the places you'll end up. But most people don't do that. Most people get this death grip on what they know, and the only thing that loosens their grasp is some kind of tragedy.

When someone we love dies suddenly and tragically, it's like seeing the curvature of the earth. You always knew it was round, a contained sphere floating in space. But when you see the bend in the horizon line, it changes your perspective on everything else.

It's never one thing that leads to a tragic accident, she was sure she'd read once—though she couldn't say where. It's usually seven things—seven mistakes, or errors in judgment, or acts of negligence. If you reverse engineer any major disaster—oil spill or train derailment or airplane crash—there are usually seven things that had to go wrong in order for them to occur.

Everyone said that one day I was going to have a big accident, an accident to end all accidents. One day you might look up and see a kid falling from the sky. That would be me.

The night before, a whole day could have shape and design. But when it was upon you, it could vanish tragically to air.

Years later, when they were killed in a car crash on the Farm to Market Road, and the Nell-that-never-lived died with them, Olena, numbly rearranging the letters of her own name on the envelopes of the sympathy cards she received, discovered what the letters spelled: Olena; Alone.

War is wonderful, until someone is killed.

has sometimes occurred to me that God only bestows extreme beauty upon those to whom He wishes to bring misfortune.

was sixty feet off, but the bullet caught him in the top of the head, killing him instantly.

These are the facts: The Walker boat smashed into Sam's boat. Sam was shot and killed in the water. Katherine Barlow was rescued against her wishes. When they returned to the shore, she saw Mary Lou's body lying on the ground. The donkey had been shot in the head. That all happened one hundred and ten years ago. Since then, not one drop of rain has fallen on Green Lake. You make the decision: Whom did God punish?

My dog, Pugsy, was hit by a car

Kate Barlow died laughing.

Perhaps it would have been better if he had killed me; my life is spoilt.

operatic tragedy began.

You've had the scarlet fever, haven't you? Years ago, when Meg did. Why? Then I'll tell you. Oh, Jo, the baby's dead! What baby? Mrs. Hummel's. It died in my lap before she got home, cried Beth with a sob.