Joker Saddest Quotes Novels & Stories

“Sometimes I forget you're a mob boss or an asshole nephew.” “Isn't that what the Joker should do? Especially when dealing with a venomous snake like Leonard. You can't let your guard down if you don't want to catch the venom.” *** [Kayoko: Don't forget 11 o'clock at the airport. I don't like waiting or I'll make sure you're broke in 5 minutes].

Through the hole in her mask, I see Harley Quinn smirk but she says nothing, merely watching us. “Tell us what you want and we’ll give it to you,” Dad says, the tone of his voice firm but pleading. “Just please let me and my family go.” The Joker cocks his head like he’s actually considering it. I know he’s really not. He enjoys playing with his victims. He’s been amusing himself with me every single time he came to check up on me and he doesn’t give a shit that he’s the only one who enjoys these ‘jokes’. He’s crazy and it’s pointless trying to have a normal conversation with him.

“Never talk like that again. I couldn’t… I wouldn’t…” I thought he would get angry; at least, the Jonathan Winters I knew got angry if his son talked back at him. But he only gave me a sad smile and said something that shattered my heart. “The world that you cannot even bring yourself to imagine is a world that I am living in everyday. What you cannot bear to imagine… a life without your loved one… is my sad reality.” Oh. The anger in my chest slowly started to unravel, replaced by an overlooming sense of dread. It was as if I was watching a train wreck happening but being unable to stop it; being completely helpless in the face of such a fate.

I am madly in love with you. The Joker On Halloween.

“Thanks for the help and message.” “Anything for you, I will hang up now, OK? Take care,” Manu bade and hung up. I became even more restless. I was simply depressed, Mother had tried her best to keep me up with the best hope quotes but nothing seems to cheer me up now. I just want to see Sidd. I wish to see him. Oh God, please help me.

I leaned in close, whispering, “What's the matter, Jake? Aren't you ready?” He sat there, speechless, unable to respond. Finally, he cleared his throat to speak. “It's a strange feeling,” Jake said, his brow furrowed in thought. “I'm happy to have the chance to stand up for what's right, but I'm sad to think about all the pain and suffering that comes with it.” He looked up at me, his eyes filled with sorrow. I placed a hand on his shoulder, offering what comfort I could. “You'll be fine,” I said, trying to sound more confident than I felt.

"Sometimes you need a human to get into your deepest painful memories, not a diary to feel appreciated." [Jacqueline] [Third Person's POV]: Remo: "I don't know what to say to that." He wasn't sure what to say to her. Because any word he would say would never suffice nor could reduce what she had lost, forever. Jacqueline: "You don't have to say anything, Remo. The fact that you are listening without judging me is enough.❤"

He spat, and I placed my palms on my chest just to specify that I was worried. "I'm just concerned, you're the only friend I have." He pulled a sober face and then burst into laughter. "You're weird, you know that, right? You're cringing me out with those eyes," he said and then shook his head. "Joker," I commented, kicking my feet at the edge of the desk. "Believer," he snapped back, and I shook my head, laughing with him too, but I never meant that. He kept my hopes high and he's so unreadable. I was really mad, but then I only exhaled softly and gnashed my teeth.

Jack's pupils shrank, and his jaw tightened. "My mommy is very sad. You know, she doesn't usually drink, but now," Leo frowned, "she's drunk. I think you should know why she's drinking, right?" Before Jack could speak, Leo spoke again, "It's all because of you! It's you who made my mummy sad. I'm very disappointed in you." Jack lowered his eyes, a faint smile on his lips, as if he was self-mocking. He was disappointed in himself and in the world. Was this damn life really going to drive him crazy?

“Sorry? You think sorry can fix this? What if I wasn't here? What if your dad found you? What if no one found you? Do you think your life is a joke?” Jade sighed as she looked up at him. “Isn't it? Aren't all our lives?” “No, it isn't. Snap out of it.” Shawn said softly and placed his hand on her shoulder but she shrugged it off. “No, you snap out of it. I don't need your pity.” Jade snapped, standing up from the bed. “I don't need you to protect me. I hate it when you look at me like a broken vase that was pieced together and is very likely to break again.”