Arthur Morgan Quotes Sad Novels & Stories

It was time to pay the piper. Before he could speak, I decided to take the preemptive route. I had to try to put out the fires I’d caused. "Hello," I began, exhaling in resignation. He stared down at me. "I'm really sorry, Mr. Morgan. I was caught up in the moment. Margaret has always tried to best me and I let it get to me. It was impulsive what I did, and I was disrespectful." Arthur did not fly into a rage. Instead, he coolly said, "I'm not someone who can be easily exploited. What you did was the first time anyone even dared to do something like that."

And settled the bottle on the ground. “Fuck!” I screamed. Perhaps Gina was angry that I flung her hand away when she tried to touch me. I can’t go back, not when everyone thinks I am dead. “Why do you sit there like you are a loser?” Morgan walked to me with a bottle in her hand. She sat on the floor next to me and rested on the tree. “You know, when the world tells you you are a loser, sometimes, you just have to prove the world wrong and do you. I can tell what you are thinking right now.”

Her voice was sad but also carried a touch of compassion. "I don't know what you're talking about," he mumbled, looking away. "Don't let the past destroy your ability to be happy. After all, they say you're a good man." "There are people who can't be happy again after certain situations," Morgan confessed, his voice low and heavy with sadness. "There are people like that." Hanna turned her body to face him, watching him intently. "Are you saying that person is you, Mr. Morgan?" she challenged, her tone daring. "Because those are just mere words. Everyone deserves to be happy," she said with conviction.

He also couldn't bear to see Cia enduring pain every night and having to drink potions from Xerox. "If you are happy, what can I do?" "I'm happy with you, I'm happy with Zeno too. Me, I can't choose." Morgan hugged Cia, why should he be sad now? Isn't there still tomorrow to talk about this? However, Morgan's other thoughts told her that women were just like that. So, when Cia suddenly burst into tears, Morgan couldn't help but keep silent. He needed to calm her down immediately. "Don't be confused. You can come here any time you need me. I will receive you happily, aren't you the mother of my child?"

“No.” She watched him with the same detached curiosity. “I don’t mean sad. I mean… hollow. Like someone scooped something out.” His voice sharpened. “Stop talking.” She didn’t understand why he was angry. “I don’t feel like myself,” she added. “I don’t know what that means, but I know it’s true.” Arthur stood. He turned away from her, breathing heavily, his hands clenched into fists. “You’re exhausted,” he said. “You’ve been through trauma. This is normal.”

“Don’t say that, my child. God isn’t to blame for human cruelty. He suffers with you.” “My heart hurts, Mom… I lost everything. And now Arthur is lying in a hospital bed… and he might never walk again.” “Calm down, sweetheart. Please. You’re going to make yourself sick. My God… what nightmare is this?” Zoe stopped, wiping her tears with trembling hands.

"Shut up, both of you," Arthur barked, his voice echoing off the damp, moss-slicked walls of the tunnel. "I didn't crawl through five miles of toxic drainage pipes to listen to you two debate the metaphysical logistics of suicide. If the machine is eating itself, we starve the beast, but we don't feed it our friends."

"Remember that summer at the vineyard when you were pretty young? You wanted to race the horses before breakfast, before the adults were even awake. You fell off twice, broke your arm once, and still refused to stop, laughing through your tears." Arthur’s mouth is a thin, hard line, he has no time for past reminisces, it’s boring. Brie smiles wider seeing that she irks him. “You never did learn when to quit, Arthur. That’s your fatal flaw, you know.” Arthur says nothing. She taps her manicured nails against the desk now. "But that's why I called you here indirectly, you think you got my handwritten message coincidentally? No. I called you here to offer you a lifeline."