Saddest Quotes Novels & Stories

, 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.

" Kevin's gaze was mocking. "Do you know what the saddest thing in the world is? It's not that you love someone and you don't know it! It's that you love them, but they're no longer in this world! "I've reminded you before that you love Esther. You've been arrogant and refused to admit it. Now that Esther has passed away, you've realized your feelings. But what can you do? Esther is gone, and you'll never be able to say 'I love you' to the woman you love!"

"Love looks not with ideas, was our favorite quote from the play. Every time we were sad, we would say this to each other because it brought back memories of us having fun down by the waterfall." I can feel the tears welling in my eyes, but I can't cry in front of him, "The day you left for New York, you said this to me, wiping away my tears, and promised you would see me again soon. But that wasn't the case. I waited for you, and every time I felt sad, I would whisper the quote to myself and it would put a smile on my face." "Sabrina, I'm so sorry," Atlas mumbles, "I didn't mean for you to find out this way."

I drowned in sadness alone and what hurt me the most was he left me without second thought. ‘Damian Smith…...I won’t forget that!’

"Someone once said that death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside of us while we live." - One Tree Hill ~~~~~~~ One moment. That's all it takes for your life to change completely. One Single Moment That's all it takes, To fall in love To fall out of love To lose your soul To die I stand in front of the freshly made grave. In front of the person who meant everything to me. It has been one month since the funeral but the disbelief and shock still haven't worn off.

Why do I keep losing the people who genuinely love and cared for me? "I-I'm tired... I'm so tired, Mi..." Tears fell hardmy eyes as if they were already used to it. Of course. I've been crying for how many days? Oh... I don't know. I lost count. "How many more lives must be lost? How many more lives will be taken away from me? How many more of my loved ones must be sacrificed? Why can't I just die?! Why not me, instead?! I'm worthless... I am worthless!"

DAMSON •Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened. •We are reminded how short life really is, and how we are just passing through. •What we have once enjoyed deeply we can never lose. The seconds were turning into minutes, the minutes into hours and the hours into days. He groaned as he lifted himself from the chair he had previously been sitting on to make himself a cup of tea. He has been trying to come up with some quotes for his tribute but they all sounded shallow to him. He was running out of time and he still couldn't come up with anything. His eyebags were enough indication that he was not getting enough sleep and it was showing in his level of productivity.

His eyes, usually so guarded, were pools of unspoken grief, reflecting the dim light of the stars above us. I watched him, feeling a deep sense of pity and empathy. His pain was palpable, and it mirrored my own in a way that was almost surreal. “I’m sorry about that,” I said softly, my voice barely more than a whisper, hoping to offer some small comfort. The words felt inadequate, mere whispers in the face of such profound loss.

“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.

[Apple] Despair is deeper than sadness--it is the feeling of no longer having hope. As I sob on the cold, hard ground, my body seizes with loss. What will I do without Sylvester? Is this little spark of life all that remains of my mate and our love? Will I end up like my mother, alone with a child, still in love with my mate but unable to be with him, mourning him for the rest of my life until I die of depression?