Quotes About Tragedy

A real love story has to finish bad. That is what I think.

Is it perhaps the one necessity of love, that it be needed? And the one great human tragedy that it so rarely is?

In all love stories the theme is love and tragedy, so by writing these types of stories, I have to include tragedy.

floor in a pool of blood. His eyes were open. Blood and saliva trickled from his mouth. The

Look, if you draw a two thousand-mile-long line across the United States at any angle, it's going to pass through nine murder victims.

Soon levees up and down the river were popping like buttons off a tight shirt. At Mounds Landing, Mississippi, a hundred black workers, kept at their posts by men with rifles, were swept to oblivion when a levee gave way. The coroner, for reasons unstated, recorded just two deaths.

In 1755, some seventy years after the last dodo's death, the director of the Ashmolean Museum in Oxford decided that the institution's stuffed dodo was becoming unpleasantly musty and ordered it tossed on a bonfire. This was a surprising decision as it was by this time the only dodo in existence, stuffed or otherwise. A passing employee, aghast, tried to rescue the bird but could save only its head and part of one limb.

A few months earlier, when a state official named Bud Dwyer was similarly accused of corruption, he called a press conference, pulled out a gun and, as cameras rolled, blew his brains out. This led to an excellent local joke.

On 1 July 1858, Darwin's and Wallace's theory was unveiled to the world. Darwin himself was not present. On the day of the meeting, he and his wife were burying their son.

He was taken to St. Lawrence Hospital and died the next day. He never regained consciousness.

Exhausted by the stresses, Phillip was called home after four years, and retired to Bath. Apart from founding Sydney, he had one other notable achievement. In 1814, he managed to die by falling from a wheelchair and out of an upstairs window.

who had drowned in Greece nearly thirty years before.

The greatest part of the tragedy is that there was actually plenty of food in Ireland itself. The country produced great quantities of eggs, cereals and meats of every type, and brought in large hauls of food from the sea, but almost all went for export. So 1.5 million people needlessly starved. It was the greatest loss of life anywhere in Europe since the Black Death.

Two of the victims died. Mary fled but was recaptured and spent the remaining twenty-three years of her life under house arrest on North Brother Island in the East River until her death in 1938. She was personally responsible for at least fifty-three cases of typhoid and three confirmed deaths, but possibly many more. The particular tragedy of it is that she could have spared her unfortunate victims if she had just washed her hands before handling food.

As late as 1921, twenty-seven people perished in a stove fire on a train near Philadelphia.

Albert Snyder's mortal fall was outlined. The story had begun ten years earlier when Snyder, the lonely, balding art editor of Motor Boating magazine, had developed an infatuation with an office secretary of high spirits and light intellect named Ruth Brown.

The tragedy for so many town councils is that they think they can quietly cut spending and no one will notice or care. The tragedy for the country may be that they are right. But

Bruce Wayne: I know. You keep thinking, If only I had done something differently. If only I could have...warned them. But there isn't anything you could have done. There isn't anything either of us could have done. Dick Grayson: Your mom and dad? Does the hurt ever go away? Bruce Wayne: I wish I could say yes. But it will get better in time. For you. That I promise.

New Rule: If you married a manic-depressive, three of your children died, and while you were president civil war broke out and someone shot you in the head, your coin really shouldn't say, In God We Trust.

Every day in America is a day with a shooting.

We spent so many years searching for an archrival for Jordan—the Frazier to his Ali, someone who'd bring out the best in him—when really, that player was probably Len Bias. We were robbed.

David Thompson was … The most underrated superstar of the past thirty-five years The single biggest NBA tragedy other than Lenny Bias

The last act is bloody, however fine the rest of the play

Ultimul act e sângeros; oricât de frumoas? ar fi comedia în rest; ni se arunc? p?mânt în cap ÅŸi cu asta se încheie totul pentru totdeauna.