Quotes About Tragedy

Às vezes acho que uma tragédia vive à espreita de todo mundo; por isso, as pessoas que vão comprar leite na esquina ou que cutucam o nariz enquanto aguardam o sinal abrir estão a apenas alguns minutos de um desastre. Na vida de todos, não importa quão comum seja, existe um momento que se tornará extraordinário — um único embate após o qual tudo o que realmente é importante vai acontecer.

SOMETIMES I THINK that everyone has a tragedy waiting for them, that the people buying milk in their pajamas or picking their noses at stoplights could be only moments away from disaster. That everyone's life, no matter how unremarkable, has a moment when it will become extraordinary—a single encounter after which everything that really matters will happen.

Everyone's life, not matter how unremarkable, has a singular tragic encounter after which everything that really matters will happen. That moment is the catalyst - the first step in the equation. But knowing the first step will get you nowhere - it's what comes after that determines the result.

Because the way I figure it, everyone gets a tragedy.

Life is the tragedy," she said bitterly. "You know how they categorize Shakespeare's plays, right? If it ends with a wedding, it's a comedy. And if it ends with a funeral, it's a tragedy. So we're all living tragedies, because we all end the same way, and it isn't with a goddamned wedding.

wondered what things became when you no longer needed them, and I wondered what the future would hold once we'd gotten past our personal tragedies and proven them ultimately survivable.

You know how they categorize Shakespeare's plays, right? If it ends with a wedding, it's a comedy. And if it ends with a funeral, it's a tragedy.

We're so good together, and it's a tragedy in its own right to throw that away because of something neither of us did. Because the way I figure it, everyone gets a tragedy. And all things considered, I'm glad that car accident was mine. Otherwise I wouldn't be applying to East Coast colleges, or on the debate team, or any of those things, because I wouldn't have met you.

I still think that everyone's life, no matter how unremarkable, has a singular tragic encounter after which everything that really matters will happen. That moment is the catalyst—the first step in the equation. But knowing the first step will get you nowhere—it's what comes after that determines the result.

I still think that everyone's life, no matter how unremarkable, has a singular tragic encounter after which everything that really matters will happen. That moment is the catalyst – the first step in the equation. But knowing the first step will get you nowhere – it's what comes after that determines the result. So who was I in the aftermath of my personal tragedy?

SOMETIMES I THINK that everyone has a tragedy waiting for them, that the people buying milk in their pajamas or picking their noses at stoplights could be only moments away from disaster.

She can't even stand to be around me, and I didn't do anything," I said despairingly. "You really know how to pick 'em, don't you?" Toby joked. "I think I'm cursed." "I wouldn't say cursed," Toby mused. "More like suffering the aftermath of a personal tragedy." The aftermath of a personal tragedy. I liked that. It sounded appropriately gloomy.

My tour guide hadn't ditched me. He'd died.

The only real sadness, the only real failure, the only great tragedy in life, is not to become a saint."7 As

Having left not one of them alive, they stripped the temple of its treasures and burnt everything on the Acropolis.

their owners were Mycenaeans heading for home when their ship foundered off the headland in southern Turkey known as Uluburun

But then Cyrus was killed in a battle on the banks of the Euphrates in 401 BCE.

Others may have been burnt alive.

Philip had been murdered in broad daylight, in front of witnesses numbered in the thousands.

When Helen deserted her husband Menelaus, king of Sparta, and eloped with the handsome Trojan prince Paris

as witness the story of Oedipus, hounded by the gods for marrying his mother, even in ignorance.

Now an empty shell, after its heart was blown out by a Venetian cannonball in 1687

Friendship develops easily in the sunshine of joy and happiness, but the friendship that grows in the darkness of sorrow and tragedy has roots that are firmer and deeper, and blossoms that last much longer.

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