Saddest Book Quotes Novels & Stories

Like what Caius did, it was my last option when I lost my mother when she jumped off of a 10-story building of a city hall and died. Every eighty-five minutes, someone in the United Kingdom had taken away their own life, but what do you think would happen to those who had left behind? The aftermath of it? Nothing could take away the pain of loss—I was thinking—It was killing me how your mind could make you feel so worthless. I was thinking, what could I've had possibly done to help you? So, before you go, was there something I could have said to make your heartbeat better?

Jordan's bright laughter that had carried us through dark times, his terrible jokes that made everyone groan but secretly smile, his gentle hands that had taken care of me while I was unconscious - all of it gone forever. "No, no, no," I whispered, grief tearing through my chest like physical claws. The pain was so intense I couldn't breathe properly, couldn't think past the crushing weight of loss. This was Jordan - sweet, loyal Jordan who'd been planning to give Rikka that rare medical book, who'd talked about their future together with such hope just moments ago.

Whoever wrote this must’ve been carrying a lot of pain in them. ’To be happy is to be free and to be free is to meet death, as an old friend he walks awaiting my hand and I will leave with him, leaving behind no regret’ I closed the book and held it pressed against my chest. I needed a breather before I opened it up again, this time in the middle, and started reading. ’I see you in her eyes and her smile is all you, I wish you were here and could see her smile too. I wish you could hold her, feel her tiny fingers on your hand, I wish you could kiss her goodnight as you promised in the end’

"Remember, I'm a very jealous man, Lianna. You're mine, keep that in mind." ° ° ° AN ‘Life is nothing more than a nightmare, but death, the longing sleep dreams of life.’ This quote is written by a friend of mine Katrina Kaaloa. Much love lj

, He screamed her name making her tremble in fear again. Trust me, nobody wants to be sad. We all hate it when we feel weak, lost, and heavy in our hearts. We all want to get out of it desperately. So please don’t tell us “Don’t be sad.” There are times when sadness slaps you like a wind, and there is nothing you can do about it. You try everything, but nothing helps. So please accept that it’s okay to be sad.

Annoyed, Seungkwan and Hoshi hit him. “Ahh! Ahh! That hurts!” Dokyeom complained. “I will really tell the quotes now.” He forged a cough and fit his sitting posture. Next, he set a solemn expression in his eyes, as if putting his soul. Then in husky voice, he said, “A broken heart is the worst. It’s like having broken ribs. Nobody can see it, but the pain is unbearable every time you breathe.’ said Bobby Wayne.” Seungkwan and Hoshi went, “Wooooooooooooo~” They are amazed that someone like Dokyeom knows deep quotes like this.

Boo stopped rocking himself but he kept sobbing, his face still hidden in his knees. "Forgive yourself for what you didn't know before you learned it." I told him a quote I remembered reading from the author Maya Angelou. "You couldn't have known what she was thinking at that time, Boo. You have to try and free yourself of the guilt." I stopped hugging him and made him look at me. His eyes and nose were red and his face miserable.

She reached her apartment door, and there it was: A small, brown-wrapped package sitting neatly on the mat. No name. No return address. Curious, she brought it inside and opened it slowly. Inside was a journal. Hardback. Deep blue cover, smooth to the touch. The pages were blank, unlined, waiting to be filled. But it wasn’t the emptiness inside that caught her breath. It was the quote embossed across the front in delicate gold lettering: “Some people rise from the ashes. Others remember they were the fire all along.” Sophia stared at it, a quiet smile curving her lips.

He looked me in the eye and shook his head. "Nothing. Go to sleep, why are you still awake? I told you to take care of yourself.. Why aren't you listening?" he asked again annoyed. I sighed. "I'm not sleepy.. I'm thinking about something." I said. "What again?" he said in a flat voice. "I read some quotes on g****e. And I think that suits you?" I promise. He nodded. "Then, share it with me." he said and I immediately followed. "Are all Singles sad? Why are all taken happy?

He felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness and sorrow, knowing he was unable to ease the pain of those around him. As April’s gentle breathing filled the room, Aiden’s tears continued to flow. The weight of the world seemed to rest on his shoulders, and the deep sadness of the day’s revelations was a burden he struggled to bear alone. Despite the comfort of April’s presence, the night was a reminder of the losses and heartaches that shaped his life.