Quotes About Tragedy

All love affairs are tragedies in the end unless the lovers die at the same moment.

The tragedy of love is indifference.

The greatest tragedy is a life lived and died without knowing Father God intimately and experiencing His love personally.

Duncan Edwards was a colossus - Bobby Robson

I remember going into the office and asking Alma George, our secretary, if she would like a drink. She suddenly burst into tears and I asked her what the matter was. All she said was, The plane has crashed. The horror of those words will haunt me forever. - Jimmy Murphy

S]he was in a pretty crazy place, screaming and waving the bucket-knife around, spattered with blood from head to toe. Lee was lying on the floor, quietly pumping out his life through his throat.

Tell me what you think love is! I seriously want to know! Okay, Eliot said. It's defining yourself through the eyes of another. It's coming to know a human being on a level so intimate that you lose any meaningful distinction between you, and you carry the knowledge that you are insufficient without her every day for twenty years, until she drives an animal transport at you, and you shoot her. It's that.

A tragedy like this, we all blame ourselves.

The peripety was according to the best rules of tragic art.

She was particularly struck by a remark of Aristotle's, that tragedy was "more philosophic" than history, inasmuch as it concerned itself with what might be, while history was concerned with merely what had been.

Although Sharon was found in the ruins of Wichita, there is no way of knowing where her story originally occurred.]

The cross, the zenith of history. All of the past pointed to it, and all of the future would depend upon it. It's the great triumph of heaven: God is on the earth. And it is the great tragedy of earth: man has rejected God.

Juan no sabía lo que tú y yo sabemos ahora. Él no sabía que la tragedia del viernes sería el triunfo del domingo.

There is nothing quite so tragic as a young cynic, because it means the person has gone from knowing nothing to believing nothing.

Tragedy, no matter how sad, becomes boring to those not caught in its addictive caress.

Oh, Black known and unknown poets, how often have your auctioned pains sustained us? Who will compute the lonely nights made less lonely by your songs, or by the empty pots made less tragic by your tales?

The tragedy of lameness seems so unfair to children that they are embarrassed in its presence. And they, most recently off nature's mold, sense that they have only narrowly missed being another of her jokes. In relief at the narrow escape, they vent their emotions in impatience and criticism of the unlucky cripple.

And then, little by little, the reality of what I had just done sank in: I had just killed my boyfriend's dad!

That was the thing about Will Price, though: those good looks of his were deceptive. They'd managed to fool many, many people into thinking he was a sweet guy—a guy like the heroes he wrote about in his books, who lived only to adore and worship women . . . until he killed them off in some tragic freak accident, leaving the heroine brokenhearted but "stronger for having known what real love was." Barf.

Beautiful girls who love too much, as Lindsay appeared to have done, often meet unpleasant ends.

Keda,' she said to herself,' Keda, this is tragedy.' But as her words hung emptily in the morning air, she clenched her hands for she could feel no anguish and the bright bird that had filled her breast was still singing... was still singing.

Keda's oldness was the work of fate, alchemy. An occult agedness. A transparent darkness. A broken and mysterious grove. A tragedy, a glory, a decay. - Titus Groan

I always tell my students that Malcolm X came both to his spirituality and to his consciousness as a thinker when he had solitude to read. Unfortunately, tragically, like so many young black males, that solitude only came in prison.

Oh yes, you know that men are dying, dying in their thousands day after day. Everybody knows that. But you don't know what it's like. You could spend the rest of your life trying to imagine it but you'd never get even close. …Let me tell you, Kingsley, nothing, no words in the English language or any other bloody language for that matter, could ever describe what it's like.