Sad Death Quotes Novels & Stories

I can’t save him as like I can’t save you mom. Today I lost a greatest mom and a loving brother. I’m sorry to say mom but you both were too selfish. You both didn’t think for us. You both didn’t think that what will we do after you. Dad and I are too broken. You both broke us. Mom everyone says that death is unknown to them. But I know mom what death is. Death is like when I don’t listen you calling me beside my bed to wake me up. Death is like when I can’t love you. Death is like when I don’t see you in my home. Death is like when I don’t see Joe playing and teasing me. I know how death looks like. I know mom.

Seeing Daddy hurt and thinking of the great pain he was suffering at the moment, she started crying all of a sudden. Jay comforted her, saying, “Don’t cry. Even if I can’t make an unexpected recovery, don’t feel sad over it. When there is life, there’s death as well. Don’t blame yourself for it.” He had misunderstood that Baby Zetty was crying so sorrowfully because she was unable to save him. Baby Zetty said, “I’ll try my best to save you no matter what.” Jay looked at her face that appeared as if she had gone through many hardships and said with distress, “What about you? I don’t want you to save me before you save yourself.”

Regrets for time wasted, wishes for things done differently—they all come crashing down. You never realize you live a lifetime in a day until you have no lifetimes left. But I'm one of the unlucky ones: I live a hundred lifetimes in a day for everyone like me who died before someone like Efrem or Deonta'e did anything to save anyone. I'm sorry... please, make it stop. Time loses all meaning as I ride out the storm within me. When I finally come back to myself, I'm slumped against the wall, drenched in sweat and trembling.

She was the embodiment of the friend you’d want by your side, not just in moments of joy, but in the depths of sorrow as well. “I wish we could keep creating more of those memories too,” she sighed, a hint of sadness tugging at her words. Her eyes held a quiet longing, a desire for a future that now seemed uncertain. “But I have to face reality. I have to leave, even though I don’t want to die. I’m scared of death, but I guess confronting our fears is something we all have to do at some point,” she added, her voice trembling. The vulnerability in her admission struck me, a reminder of the fragility that underpinned even the bravest of souls.

Listen to Enya - May It Be, - Caribbean Blue, - Echoes In Rain. - (Favourite KAJ quotes) Victims of heartbreak say "It's not healthy to build your life around one person, when you should be out with several people, discovering yourself." But they forget that, most times, love blinds the eyes of the heart, that it becomes stupid and forget to remind you to prepare for a meant to happen destruction sometime in the future, or perhaps, on the morrow.

I told them and they both sighed in relief. The thirteenth day after Zack’s death is almost here and it’s driving me insane. I saw Dorothy and Lulu’s death. I felt like I have to choose again and up to now I haven’t saved Beatrice’s and Engr. Murray’s soul. They are nowhere to be found.

Not because he is dead but because even while he wasn't here anymore, I lived by a lot of his mantras. I can remember him telling me that I'm some little firecracker. And that it was okay for me to let myself burn before I shined. And that was just one of them. He was really the one person that had my back even more than I did. But the tears were uncontrollable. I tried to take in slow, steady breaths as a remedy to calm myself down. Nothing worked. All I could feel was pure, gut-wrenching sadness that settled in the pits of my stomach.

Atlene grunted as more tears continued streaming from my cheeks. “It is so sad, My buddy died without even saying goodbye, it's hard to believe he is gone for real, but we need to face reality. The first day I met him, I liked him, his smiles even at the point of death, there was still a smile smuggled on his face, what a hero or legend, dying for someone who always treat you badly and say all sort of hurtful things to you, I can't control my tears” Nader yelped punching the wall repeatedly.

Hindsight is a bitch like that. “I don’t think I’ll ever feel better,” I murmured, leaning my head against his shoulder. “I’m sorry,” he finally says, but I don’t reply. He’s not sorry that Sadie is dead or that he’s the reason she is; he’s just sorry that her death affected me emotionally.

"Can you live-bearing this pain forever?" "All of them will hurt you over and over again." "There will be no one to care for you or love you." "Everyone hates u". "There's no one who would believe you." "Your life is nothing but a pathetic mistake." "This is all your mistake...You are a mistake...No one wants you...Even if you die no one will cry for you...All will be celebrating your death..." "No stop....stop please...don't....please." "It's the truth Siya...Even if you die today, do you think anyone will mourn your death?"