Quotes about sad
sadness important fleeting
Happiness is overrated. It comes and goes just like sadness and miseryboth fleeting. What's important is peace. With all. Hrithik Roshan
sadness past shadow
The past is as powerless to darken the present moment as is a shadow to reach up and drag down the form that casts it. Guy Finley
sadness worry next
The only thing worried thoughts have the power to change is what the next thing will be for you to worry over!
sadness wish stories
The only one interested in hearing your sad story is . . . you; and even you wish you didn't have to relive it again!
sadness kind certain
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness, Like resignation to the end, Always the end. Gotye
sadness choices sometimes
The comic impulse is sometimes a reaction to sadness. You feel like you can make one choice or the other. Harold Ramis
sadness youth poet
Most poets in their youth begin in adolescent sadness. I find it more rewarding to end in gladness. James Broughton
sadness thinking healthy
A person can't know what happiness is without experiencing sadness. And I think that's healthy. Jai Courtney
sadness knowing childhood
I spent my childhood alone, overweight and ugly, angry at everything, and knowing nothing of a life beyond this sadness. Gloria Estefan
sadness blow giving
From that moment our love became sad, and sadness is a disease which gives the death-blow to affection. Giacomo Casanova
sad hurt passion
Live with it. You live with pleasure, don't you? Why don't you live with suffering completely? Can you live with it in the sense of not escaping from it? What takes place? Watch. The mind is very clear, sharp. It is faced with the fact. The very suffering transformed into passion is enormous. From that arises a mind that can never be hurt. Full stop. That is the secret. Jiddu Krishnamurti
sadness thinking artist
Sadness is a very interesting idea, this idea of sadness being some kind of default setting that artists will go into. And then I started thinking about this idea of sadness and happiness, and the idea that sadness is very loud, and happiness is quiet. Glen Hansard
sadness parting
Parting with friends is a sadness. A place is only a place. Frank Herbert
sadness light years
I will light candles this Christmas, Candles of joy, despite all sadness, Candles of hope where despair keeps watch. Candles of courage where fear is ever present, Candles of peace for tempest-tossed days, Candles of grace to ease heavy burdens. Candles of love to inspire all my living, Candles that will burn all the year long. Howard Thurman
sadness fog finals
Who in the world has not yearned for a loved one, has never said, If only he or she could come back just once, just one more time...? Despite the fact that it can never happen, never ever. Surely this is the saddest thing about our mortal world, and its sadness will go on shrouding human life like a blanket of fog until its final extinction.
sadness piercings unhappiness
Oh the piercing sadness of life in the midst of its ordinariness! Iris Murdoch
sad grief evil
I will not say, do not weep, for not all tears are an evil. J. R. R. Tolkien
sadness suffering sorrow
If you don't enjoy your life, sorrow, sadness, suffering, fear, shame and guilt will. Iyanla Vanzant
sadness clouds confusion
Crying purifies and cleanses. I once read about a scientific experiment which demonstrated that there are 38 toxic chemicals in a tear of sadness, while only one toxin exists in a tear of joy. As you cry in sadness, fear, or confusion, you cleanse the body and spirit of toxins which cloud the mind and prevent it from accepting the truth.
sadness hands rocks
On a street of right and wrong in every inch of sadness, rocks and tanks go hand in hand with madness. Elton John
sadness damn-you tears
No tears to damn you when jealousy burns.
sadness hands time-spent
I guess that's why they call it the blues, time on my hands could be time spent with you.
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.
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?...
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...
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...
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...
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."
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...
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...
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?
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...