Quotes About Tragedy

Two weeks later, fire bombs destroyed Peiper's house and killed the sixty-year-old former commander of Kampfgruppe Peiper.

Yank was a good man who lived a good life. He never did anything wrong. He died before his time, while I was still in jail. They wouldn't let me come home on a pass for his funeral. Not even for my brother's or sister's funerals. Yank managed O'Malley's Restaurant on the West Chester Pike, and he wrote me in jail that he was going to throw a great big welcome home party for me when I got out, but poor Yank got a heart attack and it killed him.)

Fallen from his lofty and heroic station; now finally restored to the perception of truth; weighed to earth by the recollection of his own deeds; consoled no longer by a consciousness of rectitude, for the loss of offspring and wife a loss for which he was indebted to his own misguided hand; Wieland was transformed at once into the man of sorrow?

Revolution sounds very romantic, you know, but it ain't. it's blood and guts and madness; it's little kids killed who get in the way, it's little kids who don't understand what the fuck is going on. it's your whore, your wife ripped in the belly with a bayonet and then raped in the a** while you watch. it's men torturing men who used to laugh at Mickey Mouse cartoons.

Rare is the human spirit that remains buoyant in a holocaust.

Joseph lost his son and Christ. (Joseph a perdu - Son fils et Jésus.)

Two lovers watch themselves, it's a shipwreck by fire. (Se regardent deux amoureux : - C'est un naufrage par le feu.)

He'd make a lovely corpse.

He would make a lovely corpse.

Bless their dear little hearts!" said Mrs. Mann with emotion, "they're as well as can be, the dears! Of course, except the two that died last week.

The supposed Evremonde descends, and the seamstress is lifted out next after him. He has not relinquished her patient hand in getting out, but still holds it as he promised. He gently places her with her back to the crashing engine that constantly whirrs up and falls, and she looks into his face and thanks him.

Our love had begun in folly, and ended in madness!

eleven hundred defenceless prisoners of both sexes and all ages had been killed by the populace;

youth to have his hands cut off, his tongue torn out with pincers, and his body burned alive,

Les drames les plus atroces résistent mal aux gestes familiers de la vie quotidienne.

Humor is merely tragedy standing on its head with its pants torn.

Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.

The tragedy is, when you've got sex in your head, instead of down where it belongs, and when you have to go on copulating with your ears and your nose.

There is one inescapable fact: by the time the SOS was sent, the Morro Castle was beyond help.

The Morro Castle traveled 3.1 miles head on into the storm at a speed of 18.8 knots for over ten minutes. In that time, the wind, gusting at over 20 knots, had acted as a giant bellows, fanning and speeding the flames the length of the ship.

than twenty-eight thousand buildings destroyed. Many of those buildings were homes. Whole communities had been decimated.

I was there the day that Horus fell.

He ran over a few people, nothing major. Mess runs over people. Sometimes, people don't get up. That's life.

She can see now (the baby has shown her) that to be in the world is to be in danger; and to move through the world is to be in a constantly shifting relationship with tragedy: we avoid it by a wide margin, or we narrowly escape it, or we feel it suddenly upon us, a thing too big and fast-moving to be outrun.