Books About Tragedy Novels & Stories

" Alice seemed to have lost her mind. Right now, it seemed that she wanted to take everyone down with her. "With a cold-hearted mother, a useless father, and a disgusting lover… Honestly, isn't Vanessa better off dead?"

Another pause. “At first everybody understood.” The sadness in her voice deepened. “Then it slowly became unhealthy.” Ava felt her chest tighten. Because that made sense. Far too much sense. People often imagined tragedy arriving like a storm. Sudden. Violent. Obvious. Reality was usually different. Most tragedies developed slowly. Quietly. One decision at a time. One fear at a time. Until nobody noticed how far things had gone. Margaret folded her hands. Then looked directly at Adrian.

“Now that was a cool film.” “Agreed, but the original Greek play was a hundred times more hardcore than anything Ray Harryhausen came up with. Tragedy has the same themes as horror, they’re all about what happens when you challenge the natural order, or societal norms, or whatever. It always goes tits up, whether you’re Doctor Faustus summoning demons or Mocata in The Devil Rides Out.” “They’re both pretty fatalistic aren’t they, tragedy and horror I mean.” “Yes, horror is the only modern genre that’s as fatalistic as classical tragedy. But one is considered by critics to be the pinnacle of fiction and the other is considered the nadir.”

My tears suddenly fell like a river while staring at the door. This is not the best decision that I've made, but it's not also the worst. I just don't want their family will be ruined just because of me. We met and also end by tragedy. That's how the destiny played with us, it's a huge mess game, but I learned many lessons while playing this game.

I didn't realize that tears were trailing down my cheeks until I felt Hunter's fingers wipe them away. "What happened to your mother, and what happened to Megan, it was horrible. And if I could, I'd take all that pain away, but I can't. But that's the thing Scarlett, tragedies happen, they're a bitter part of life and you can't do anything about it. But what you can do is choose not to let tragedy control your life." His eyes locked with mine, swimming with a hundred different emotions. "You see, it's important to be shaped by tragedy but never let tragedy define you. That's the only way we can be the best version of ourselves."

My voice was steady despite the fury pounding through my veins. "I don't think I will. This car is the only barrier between us, and I'm rather attached to staying alive." He studied me through the window. "You're exactly as predicted. Consumed by rage, unable to let go of the need for revenge. The perfect demonstration of my thesis about human psychology." "Stop talking like this is a theory. You destroyed lives. People are dead because of your manipulations." "One person is dead. Juliana Capulet chose to sacrifice herself for a boy she barely knew. That's tragedy, not murder."

RILEY There is a saying that goes this way. The more you look the less you see. Okay that doesn’t match with my situation, and that is definitely not the quote I wanted to use in this time of my life. Because I know the saying. But heaven knows I don’t know what on earth that saying means. For a situation like mine, a better term to use is the tragic cycle. I had read about it in a book, once upon a time. They had used it to refer to a situation where a main character in a story would know that there is a looming tragedy about to befall them, and will try everything in their power to evade that thing.