Quotes About Tragedy

So the fire and its subsequent flood, wich destroyed everything left that was not flammable and added a particularly noisome flux to the survivors'problems, did not mark its end. Rather it was a fiery punctuation mark, a coal-like comma, or salamander semicolon, in a continuing story.

I'm sorry to say that too often, I haven't a clue why people do things like this. Why they drown their babies or strangle their wives or shoot their coworkers. I see the results of their actions, but I can't tell you what sets them off. I just know that it happens. And people are capable of doing terrible things.

Maura dertli bir kahkaha att?. Bir ili?kinin dayand?r?labilece?i en sa?lam ?ey trajedi.

How did Elliot die? You said it happened six years ago." "Yeah, the kid got it in his fool head to go to Africa. He wanted to see the animals before they got wiped out by hunters like me. Interpol says he met a couple of girls in Cape Town, and the three of them flew off to Botswana for a safari." "And what happened?" O'Brien drained his whiskey glass and looked at her. "They were never seen again.

Gradually the beep of the EKG slowed. Against the steady rhythm of that heartbeat, the two women gazed at each other. If Catherine had recognized a part of herself in Nina's eyes, so, too, did Nina seem to recognize herself in Catherine's. The silent sisterhood of victims. There are more of us than anyone will ever know.  

But that is the nature of tragedy. You go through life never appreciating the joy of a normal day until the instant it's gone.

He had a son, but he died some years ago, on a foreign trip. His ex-wife's dead, too, and I've never seen any woman there." Nora shook her head. "It's an awful thing to think about. Dead for four days and no one even notices. That's how unconnected he seemed to be.

I do not care. My baby, my baby, oh, Janna. Ako na lang sana." People gasped at her last words and made the sign of the cross. It was very bad luck, what she said, to wish that it had been she who had died instead.

Writing poetry after Auschwitz is barbaric.

Life's little ironies are not always manifest. We hear distant rumbling sounds of its tragedies, but rarely are we permitted to witness the reality. (from W.L.S.)

On July 18, we will mark the 12th anniversary of the senseless loss of 85 lives in the bombing of the Jewish Cultural Center in Buenos Aires, Argentina.

No cause justifies the deaths of innocent people.

It took me a long time to write again because Katrina destroyed the home I loved, and that robbed me of hope.

Hurricane Katrina, coupled with Hurricane Rita, which came promptly on Katrina's heels, claimed more than 1,200 American lives. Together, they caused more than $200 billion in damage.

I said I would never wear my gold again because it would be insensitive and disrespectful to all the people who died and lost everything in Katrina.

The world fell apart. Sirhan Sirhan shot Bobby Kennedy. Why were people shooting all the Kennedys? Had the country gone mad?

I think Kennedy being assassinated changed the world. That shot changed everything about America, and made us cynical, made people discontent and angry.

The press always compared my family to the Kennedys - so much bad luck.

Last but not least among serial killer methodologies, we have women who kill their own children.

The greatest crime in a Shakespeare play is to murder the king.

I think that the implication of King's assassination has not been fully appreciated.

Of the great singing stars of the 1940s and '50s, only one - Nat King Cole - died young, at age 45.

The death of kings can be recited, but not of one's child.

Knife crime devastates communities.