Quotes about sad
sadness hands time-spent
I guess that's why they call it the blues, time on my hands could be time spent with you. Elton John
sadness people political
People with HIV are still stigmatized. The infection rates are going up. People are dying. The political response is appalling. The sadness of it, the waste. Elton John
sad solitude guests
'Tis they who are in their own chambers haunted By thoughts that like unbidden guests intrude, And sit down, uninvited and unwanted, And make a nightmare of the solitude. Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sad journey goal
How will it be when one of us alone Goes on that strange last journey of the soul? That certain search for an uncertain goal, That voyage on which no comradeship is known?... Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sad morning faces
I was as pure as the morning When I first looked on your face; I knew I never could reach you In your high, exalted place... Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sad art play
God made poor woman with no heart, But gave her skill, and tact, and art, And so she lives, and plays her part. We must not blame, but pity her... Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sad struggle sorrow
Slipping away are the hopes that made Bliss out of sorrow, and sun out of shade, Slipping away is our hold on life; And out of the struggle and wearing strife... Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sad son fighting
Wiped the cold dew-drops from his cheek And sought the mourner's side again. "Once more, dear lady, I must speak: Your last remaining son was slain Just at the closing of the fight; Twas he who sent me here to-night." "God knows," the man said afterward, "The fight itself was not so hard." Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sad sweet hurt
Why dost thou shrink from my approach, O Man? Why dost thou ever flee in fear, and cling To my false rival, Life? I do but bring Thee rest and calm. Then wherefore dost thou ban And curse me? Since the forming of God's plan I have not hurt or harmed a mortal thing, I have bestowed sweet balm for every sting, And peace eternal for earth's stormy span... Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sad pain heart
One bitter time of mourning, I remember, When day, and night, my sad heart did complain, My life, I said, was one cold, bleak December, And all its pleasures, were but whited pain... Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sad summer firsts
I knew it the first of the summer, I knew it the same at the end, That you and your love were plighted, But couldn't you be my friend? Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sad laughter being-alone
Laugh, and the world laughs with you: Weep, and you weep alone. For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own... Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sadness woe path
Talk happiness. The world is sad enough without your woe. No path is wholly rough. Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sad song heart
When the heart grows weary, all things seem dreary; When the burden grows heavy, the way seems long. Thank God for sending kind death as an ending, Like a grand Amen to a minor song. Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sad sorry pain
I'm sorry for the anguished hearts that break with passion's strain, But I'm sorrier for the poor starved souls that never knew love's pain, Who hunger on through barren years not tasting joys they crave, For sadder far is such a lot than weeping o'er a grave. Ella Wheeler Wilcox
sadness home thinking
Dying in unfamiliar surroundings miles away from home, it cannot possibly be good. There is a great sadness about that I think. Ian Mcewan
sadness writing confusion
But how to do feelings? All very well to write "She felt sad", or describe what a sad person might do, but what of sadness itself, how was that put across so it could be felt in all its lowering immediacy? Even harder was the threat, or the confusion of feeling contradictory things. Ian Mcewan
sadness mean beauty-and-love
Beauty and love pass, I know... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses- F. Scott Fitzgerald
sad depressing morning
In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day. F. Scott Fitzgerald
sadness eye mirrors
Was it the infinite sadness of her eyes that drew him or the mirror of himself that he found in the gorgeous clarity of her mind? F. Scott Fitzgerald
sadness forever looks
...she had regained what I thought she had lost forever, the magical sadness which had drawn me to her, the thwarted look that had seemed to say, "Surely I was made for some other purpose than this? Evelyn Waugh
sadness heart years
That was the change in her from ten years ago; that, indeed, was her reward, this haunting, magical sadness which spoke straight to the heart and struck silence; it was the completion of her beauty. Evelyn Waugh
sad breakup
No one goes straight to happiness after a breakup. Estelle
sad acting actors
There is some sadness for me now about acting because it used to be that there was a reverence for actors. Estelle Parsons
sadness joy pens
Sadness takes up the pen more readily than joy. Henri Frederic Amiel
sad grief sorrow
It's funny, how one can look back on a sorrow one thought one might well die of at the time, and know that one had not yet reckoned the tenth part of true grief. Jacqueline Carey
sadness thinking chance
These days I seem to think about the things I forgot to do for you and all the times I had a chance to. Jackson Browne
sadness tears flow
The microscopes that magnified the tears, studied warts and all. Still life flows on. George Harrison
sad sad-love heartless
Those who are heartless, once cared too much. Frank Ocean
sadness sad-music enjoy
When you're happy you enjoy the music, but when you're sad you understand the lyrics. Frank Ocean
sadness trying emptiness
So consumed in all your doom, trying hard to fill the emptiness. Christina Aguilera
sadness heart ties
Family likeness has often a deep sadness in it. Nature, that great tragic dramatist, knits us together by bone and muscle, and divides us by the subtler web of our brains; blends yearning and repulsion; and ties us by our heart-strings to the beings that jar us at every movement. George Eliot
sad grief wrestling
She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts. George Eliot