Sad Death Quotes Novels & Stories

my bitter quote. It was as if I was taken aback by the last thing I said. I am so dead! It was only a week, but why does the pain seem so painful. Or I am just expecting more from him. I wiped away the tears, before taking a taxi. I didn't look at him, because until now I felt like I was getting burned. I went home in tears, my night was very secluded. It used to be like that but from what I witnessed before, I lost even more strength to associate with others. Love wasn't this sharp you can't say it's just a touch and it's deep.

“I honestly think you might be exaggerating. It’s better to have loved and lost than to never love at all. That is a famous quote from Alfred Lord Tennyson, if I remember correctly.” “If loss is the only thing you’ve known, there comes a time when you have to cut those losses. No pun intended,” replied Morgan defensively. “By your tone of voice, I’m guessing you’re coming off of a bad breakup?” asked Maddison. “It’s that obvious, huh?” said Morgan, digging into the appetizers. “I’ve been there before, although it was a while back. It sucks and no words can completely describe the hollow feeling that you get but you have to let yourself grieve. When you let it all out, pick yourself up and mo

Damon: Don't worry love you will never forget this night of our love. Sometimes sacrifice can be sweet. ________________________________________ Do like and give feedback. Spread the purple heart.

Lucky said. “Really?” Evangelical said. “You’re sorry? Your cruelty caused ripples, Lucky. Ripples that became waves. Waves of sorrow that destroyed souls and shattered lives. That robbed people of happiness. Saying ‘I’m sorry’ does nothing, absolutely nothing, for that.” She leaned forward, her elbows on her knees. Her blue eyes blinked from beneath her blonde bangs. “There are no words that can wipe the red from that ledger. And you know that.” “So I die,” Lucky said, her hands trembling, the cigarette still unlit.

she cried. "When do you think people die? When shot in the heart? No. When an incurable illness ravages them? No. It's when... they're forgotten... so live on. That way... I'm always remembered." Dr. Smith smiled peacefully, "And that... is enough for me." Saki cried silently. Confusion, agony, pain, misery... Despair. "Well done. Burn Hope Hospital now." Dr. Black said.

They will look through them trying to remember only the good times, but all the bad will come up and they might fall into a deep hole as well. They will stand in front of your grave and weep. 'Why did this have to happen? ' No one will ever understand. Of course they try to see it positively. You are in a better place. Everyone will miss you terribly and they will realize how important you were and still are. Your death will matter to so many. God damn I don't know you, but I'm going to be one of those people!" I hadn't screamed, but I got louder and felt my throat hurt now. I had clearly spoken too quickly and tensely. But it just had to come out. It was like I had talked my heart out. It w

“It's much more dangerous. We don't know which souls have died there or if they are bad. Bad souls can hurt you. It's very, very dangerous. That's why nobody leaves their spots where they died. They are safe there. Your safe spot is here, in your house. Jay came to mind. Oh, Jay. I cried. I cried more. I cried because I would no longer see Jay. I cried because all the plans we had together would no longer come true. I cried because now Jay would have to find someone else and be happy while I would be left in limbo alone and forever. I cried because he had died and I had accomplished nothing in my life. I cried because I discovered that I was not born for anything special but only to live twe

She thought, 'Is he sad because I'm about to die? Madelyn found it ironic. She never believed Zach was a person with emotions. He responded, "Don't say such things from now on. You'll get better." Madelyn replied, "Are you saying this to comfort me or yourself? Nobody knows my body better than I do... "Zach Jardin, if I die one day, I'll curse you... Everyone who loves you will leave, one by one... "And you'll end up living a lonely life and die alone." Madelyn did not manage to say this next sentence because the sedative took effect, and she was unconscious.

“Sounds a little pathetic, don’t you think?” “I’m not in the habit of judging the dead,” he replied, his voice devoid of emotion. “Actually...” Zoe stirred her milk slowly, her voice dropping an octave. “It’s pathetic, sure. But not entirely impossible.” She slanted a look at him, a faint, dangerous smile curving her lips. “If you ever dumped me, Uncle... I think I’d really die, too.”

There's so much I haven't done yet. There's so much I haven't felt yet. A stream of hot tears flow down my cheeks. "I really don't want to die, especially not here. And not like this." I choke on the lucrid smell of my burning flesh, as I watch my legs disappear alongside a part of my abdomen. "Anybody out there, I don't want to die... please..." I beg whatever god would lend an ear to my broken pleas. “Me…lin…da. I’m…so.. sorry…”