People aren't born sad.We make them that way.
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. . . if there was a hope of comfort for any moment, the heart or head of no human being in this house could yield it . . .
My beautiful swan. My savior and my undoing.
__ebastian: By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall carve of you your leave that I may bear my evils alone. It were a bad recompense for your love to lay any of them on you.
If someone's a racist, punch them in the mouth so they will be sadder, and therefore less likely to stereotype. (Even if Fargas's theory is flawed, on the upside, at least you've punched a racist in the mouth.)
I don't like romance, I don't like sadness. The sadness motion is negative one... as much you are sad as more deeper you go and you want to return the thing which you can't.
What a wonderful sadness to miss the one you have loved forever, it seems, and know that she is waiting at home.
I always hated...all sad songs. I thought they made happy people miserable. Now I think I understand them better. Bards write them because they can't hold them back. Sadness has got to flow out or it gets stuck and turns bitter.
Mearth appeared angry and disappointed briefly, but then she just gazed at the ground. __It must be horrible, feeling all alone, is it?_ she asked.__h, not really,_ said Alecto, his eyes lifeless, his voice listless. ____ going to be forgotten by someone who I can__ forget, though. That will be terrible_ but maybe it__ better if she does forget me altogether.
Everything she heard, everything she saw seemed to be in disagreement with her own manner of understanding and feeling. To her, the sun did not appear red enough, the nights pale enough, the skies deep enough. Her fleeting conception of things and beings condemned her fatally to a perversion of her senses, to vagaries of the spirit and left her nothing but the torment of an unachieved longing, the torture of unfulfilled desires.
No tears come, only memories. Memories and regrets.
I__ not weeping, I__ not complaining,Happiness is not for me.
It was quite a sad thing,the way I watched you sleep like nothing could go wrong and I did not want to harm it, I did not want to blur it, but how could I notwhen everything I__e ever known has slowly gone away.
Her eyes are liquid and draining out of her.
The sky was so blue I couldn__ look at it because it made me sad, swelling tears in my eyes and they dripped quietly on the floor as I got on with my day. I tried to keep my focus, ticked off the to-do list, did my chores. Packed orders, wrote emails, paid bills and rewrote stories,but the panic kept growing, exploding in my chest. Tears falling on the desktick tick tickme not making a soundand some days I just don't know what to do. Where to go or who to see and I try to be gentle, soft and kind,but anxiety eats you up and I just want to be fine.
We lay on our backs, looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when He made life so sad. We made vague plans to meet in Frisco.
Success and failure can both make you lose appetite and concentration, don't let it bother or over-excite you, just think them away as a mere thing that had just happened, and get along with your life.
If everything happens for a reason that means you made the right choice even when it__ the wrong choice