Saddest Book Quotes Novels & Stories

Additional Chapter 1: Part C. * One man may be the difference between victory and defeat ---- a quote from the movie, Entitled, Mulan. * *** ---- Stacy ---- Do you know the feeling of losing a part of you? When you feel like your whole life is meaningless? The pain of losing something so priceless that can never be regained... I was there, when My best friend, Jemmy breathed her last. I heard when the doctor said the words... << Time of death, 11:59 am. >>

“It’s okay June. I understand you and everything you’re going through. When I lost my wife and daughter, I wished I had lost my memory along with it because every minute spent without them was agonizing” “I don’t know why but I feel sad. Why will I feel sad because of a few words? There’s this sudden sadness, I couldn’t stop the tears from falling” “It’s okay June. You might not remember your own words but trust me your soul remembers it. So does your heart. You wrote it yourself so I know it’s yours. It might take a while but I know you’ll be fine, June. Everything will be okay” I told her the best I could.

The weight of sadness settled upon her heart, casting a shadow over her once vibrant spirit. Eva retreated to her private study, seeking solace amidst the memories that intertwined with her grief. The room, adorned with artifacts from their epic journey, held a bittersweet reminder of the battles fought and the loved ones lost along the way. Tears welled up in Eva's eyes as she clutched a treasured photograph of Uncle Sam, a cherished mentor and source of unwavering support.

Though I'm confuse, I casually said, “This wondrous of a place usually empty. People forgot to pay a visit or to even got themselves immerse to the world that this wondrous of a place offer them with sincerity. I thought you are highly affected by such a failure of showing gratitude to literature coming from them?” His eyes couldn't actually intimidating but there's a melancholy that I didn't expected to seen. My statement just now goes awakwardly, and I chuckled as that to forgot my place on this unknown and strange of a place. I cough and turn my head to the shelf that offer a variety of book that looks bloody yet comforting. “Oh,” I gasped, not able to hide my awed. “That's a classic...”

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’

"No women ever shot her man while he was doing dishes." ~ Author unknown. - "Everyday. I couldn't be happy if I didn't see him everyday. He is absolutely necessary to me." Lucia read a quote from The picture of Dorian Gray. She vaguely smiled, this book meant so much to her. It was the book she once shared with him, a book that later hurt her because of the character he had compared her to but she loved it now. There was not a day she didn't read it, not a day she didn't read one quote from the book to keep herself going.

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.

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 felt utterly depleted, my will to live extinguished. Sinking to the floor, I surrendered to the tears that flowed unchecked. The ache in my heart intensified as I relived the cruel stripping away of all that defined me. A deep sorrow engulfed me, extinguishing the flicker of hope that had somehow remained. A soft knock on the door pierced through my grief, but I ignored it. Jackie persisted, knocking again. As the sobs resonated in the room, she entered without my permission. Her voice, gentle yet firm, cut through the silence.

I murmured, my voice choked with emotion. Together, we sat in the quiet room, embracing the shared sorrow that hung in the air. The loss of Sena, a mother to my son, cast a profound shadow over his life. In the silence, broken only by the soft sounds of sniffles, we found solace in each other's presence, a fragile thread of strength woven through the fabric of grief.