Quotes About Tragedy

Name one hero who was happy." I considered. Heracles went mad and killed his family; Theseus lost his bride and father; Jason's children and new wife were murdered by his old; Bellerophon killed the Chimera but was crippled by the fall from Pegasus' back. "You can't." He was sitting up now, leaning forward. "I can't." "I know. They never let you be famous AND happy." He lifted an eyebrow. "I'll tell you a secret." "Tell me." I loved it when he was like this. "I'm going to be the first.

I hope that Hector kills you" The breath rasps in his throat. "Do you think I do not hope the same?" he asks

Well. We are settled then." He turns to go, stops. "I was sorry to hear of Patroclus' death. He fought bravely today. Did you hear he killed Sarpedon?" Achilles' eyes lift. They are bloodshot and dead. "I wish he had let you all die.

Tell me a hero who was happy. -There isn't.

do not fear for Troy. It is only Hector that he wants. Hector, and Hector alone. When Hector is dead, he will stop.

Iphigenia. A tripping name, the sound of goat hooves on rock, quick, lively, lovely.

Briséis, lui répondis-je. S'il meurt, je le suivrai de près.

Había contemplado la muerte en pinturas y en los tapices, y también en las figuras negras de las hidrias, pero jamás había visto la vibración del estertor, el ahogo, la desesperación. El olor a sangre.

Your words today have caused your own death, and the death of your men. I will fight for you no longer. Without me, your army will fall. Hector will grind you to bones and bloody dust, and I will watch it and laugh. You will come, crying for mercy, but I will give none. They will all die, Agamemnon, for what you have done here.

On April 20, 1970, the poet Paul Celan left his home in Paris, walked to a bridge over the River Seine, and jumped to his death. He left a biography of Hölderlin open on his desk, with the following words underlined: "Sometimes this genius goes dark and sinks down into the bitter well of his heart." The sentence does not end there. Celan chose not to underline the rest: "but mostly his apocalyptic star glitters wondrously.

How were they to know that Hamnet was the pin holding them together? That without him they would all fragment and fall apart, like a cup shattered on the floor?

Hamnet wills that it is Judith that is to live.

am dead: Thou livest; …draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story —Hamlet, Act V, scene ii

I am dead: Thou livest; …draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story —Hamlet, Act V, scene ii

we are seized by the urge to weep For one who died for nothing.

Reality is just a nice way of saying "tragedy." The truth is, people are vain and mean!

Samson had his Delilah, Adam his Eve, and the Jazter had you. Already, I can see my epitaph. "Here lies Jaz, lover of his fellow men, done in royally by one of them.

It's the eternal tragedy of being gay in Bombay," I lamented. "Never a place to yourself." With city rents so high, most sons lived with their parents until marriage - and usually well after as well.

João Gostoso era carregador de feira livre e morava no morro da Babilônia num barracão sem número Uma noite ele chegou no bar Vinte de Novembro Bebeu Cantou Dançou Depois se atirou na lagoa Rodrigo de Freitas e morreu afogado.

As one who appreciated the tragic side of eating, it seemed to him that anything other than fruit for dessert implied a reprehensible frivolity, and cakes in particular ended up annihilating the flavour of quiet sadness that must be allowed to linger at the end of a great culinary performance.

Children don't write their own tragedies. That is the work of adults.

children don't write their own tragedies that's the work of adults.

La migración, con todas sus fatigas, sus peligros y sus tragedias, se inscribe en la misma perspectiva. La esperanza, por muy ilusoria que a menudo demuestre ser, ordena la fuga hacia adelante. La migración no se identifica con la felicidad,

Skylar?" Dr. Nagash's expression, honed by years of delivering bad news, turned grave. "Skylar was in the accident, too. He was injured severely." "Is he here?" Tessa asked, her voice faint and hoarse. "In the… hospital?" "Tessa, he didn't make it to the hospital. Skylar died at the scene of the accident. I'm terribly sorry.