Quotes About Tragedy

Stundenlang könnte ich von all dem Elend erzählen, das der Krieg mit sich bringt, aber das macht mich nur noch trauriger. Es bleibt uns nichts anderes übrig, als ruhig und gefasst das Ende dieser Notzeit abzuwarten. Die Juden warten und die Christen warten. Der gesamte Erdball wartet...viele warten auf ihren Tod!

Por otra parte, creo que toda desgracia va acompañada de alguna cosa bella, y si te fijas en ella, descubres cada vez más alegría y encuentras un mayor equilibrio. Y el que es feliz hace feliz a los demás; el que tiene valor y fe nunca estará sumido en la desgracia.

I told myself that historically when people do too well too quickly, they are a Greek tragedy waiting to happen.

it was about tragedy transformed over the years into joy. It was about the beauty of sheer effort. I

Tragedy is the common lot of man. 'So many people have lost children' I remind myself. pp 178-179 This tragedy is such an inextricable part of my story that it cannot be left out of an honest record. Suffering - no matter how multiplied - is always individual. p 179

But it is the marriage relationship in which the changing pattern is shown up most clearly because it is the deepest one and the most arduous to maintain; and because, somehow, we mistakenly feel that failure to maintain its exact original pattern is tragedy.

I can't think of anything worse than for the person you love most in the world to take their own life, without warning you, and without explaining anything at all as to why

Every one of them had been somebody's son, somebody's friend. Grant rubbed his hands over his face and drew in a long breath, letting it out in a sigh. "Perhaps Tallis did go mad, poor bastard. I hate this more

When there is so much tragedy and pain in the world that we cannot help, it seems incomprehensible that we should bring even more upon ourselves. Sometimes I despair of mankind.

You're the hunter, the warrior. You're stronger than anyone else here, that's your tragedy.

Life is a tragedy, one way or another. What is certain is that you die.

Don't go, he said, and his voice was so soft and imploring that it took my breath away. But I was already going. I barely heard him call out to me: I need you. You're the only friend I have. How tragic those words! I wanted to say I was sorry, sorry for all of it. But it was too late now for that. And besides, I think he knew. All life seemed utterly unbearable to me now.

When a being reveals his pain in such a torrent, you are bound to respect the whole of the tragedy.

El conflicto estalla entre la moral del artista y la moral de la sociedad, no entre la estética y la moral. Pero a menudo esto no es comprendido; y entonces aparece la pérdida, la tragedia. Un artista que roba pinturas de una tienda, por ejemplo, se imagina haber tomado una decisión inevitable pero inmortal y luego se ve a sí mismo como caído en desgracia

There was no judgment day, no final explanation, no luminous moment in which all terrible wrongs would be made right, all horrors redeemed. The witches burnt at the stake would never be avenged. No one was ever going to tell us anything!

He has a knack for making tragedy of tribulation, and forgiving himself for anything and everything in every confessional paragraph he pens.

Oh, to think this burnt body had within it the blood of tears.

That is one of the worst aspects of evil, that it always involves the death of possible good, always proceeds from the destruction of something that might have been so much better.

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Stephen watched the packets of lives with their memories and loves go spinning and vomiting into the ground. Death had no meaning, but still the numbers of them went on and on and in that new infinity there was still horror.

There is an arch supported by four vast columns. Etched over hundreds and hundreds of yards of stone, furlongs of stone, there are names: Who are these, these? The men who died in this battle? No. The lost, the ones they did not find. The others are in the cemeteries. These are just the ... the unfound. When she could speak again. From the whole war? The man shook his head. Just these fields. Elizabeth sat on the steps. No one told me. My God no one told me

The Turks moved in the next day and killed everyone in sight, including the staff of the nursing home.

The beauty and the tragedy of the modern world is that it eliminates many situations that require people to demonstrate a commitment to the collective good.

If the men on the Andrea Gail had simply died, and their bodies were lying in state somewhere, their loved ones could make their goodbyes and get on with their lives. But they didn't die, they disappeared off the face of the earth and, strictly speaking, it's just a matter of faith that these men will never return. Such faith takes work, it takes effort. The people of Gloucester must willfully extract these men from their lives and banish them to another world.