Sadness Quotes Novels & Stories

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.

With that he turned his back and left me. I felt my knees loses its strength that I fell down. I can only let my tears stream down to my face as I feel an excruciating pain inside my chest. --------- You know those days Those days where you're sad for no reason. Those days where your body is heavy And it looks like everyone else except you is busy and fierce. My feet won't set off, though it seems like I'm already too late. I'm hateful of the whole world... Yeah, here and there are click-clacking speed bumps

My eyes bloodshot red, tears streaming down without stopping. "You are not angry, you are just sad. And I want you to suffer. If you die you will get what you want 'peace' and I don't want that to happen. You know what is scarier than death? It's life! " I couldn't stand him anymore. I rapidly took steps backwards and started to run out of the room.

Marina Sadness is the chance to learn about yourself and your soul; it's when your heart opens its windows and doors. Now, as tears stream down my face, I realize how much Adam truly meant to me, how much joy his smile brought me, and how much I truly loved him. I'm stranded, crashing while my mind calls his name, but there is no answer; Adam doesn't call my name as I shout his. There is only silence slithering around me as memories of us play on repeat inside my head.

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.

I wanted to see her in pieces. But why does seeing her in that state leave me with a lump in my throat? "I would be the number infinity because the sorrows in my life never cease to end. I would be the number infinity because I have lost more joy than I can count. I would be the number infinity because of how many times the man I love has looked at me with hate,” and that was all I could remember her reply was.

Restlessness gripped her like a storm with an unyielding force that tugged at her very core, as an inexplicable sadness weighed heavily upon her heart, casting a shadow over her spirit. A heaviness settled upon her shoulders and weighed her down with an indescribable sadness, as it seeped into her bones and permeated her being with a profound ache. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes like a dam ready to burst, yet she couldn't pinpoint the exact cause of her sorrow. Maybe she could. They were just too numerous. "Mommy. What is wrong? You do not seem happy?" Autumn asked Ava, who was ready to drive out of the compound of the hospital, after her brother had whispered to her that something

I had to be there for her, to be her rock when everything felt like it was falling apart. With a shaky breath, I wiped away my tears, feeling the weight of my sadness with each exhale. I stood up straight, preparing myself for the tough road ahead. Even though my heart felt heavy with grief, I knew that together, we were stronger than anything life could throw at us. Our love was like a guiding light in the darkness, leading us through the pain and loss. So, with a promise deep in my heart, I vowed to stand by her side, to share her burden and offer whatever comfort I could. Because it was in our sadness that we would find the strength to heal and grow stronger than before.

His heart was heavy with the weight of loss. The sight of Natasha’s lifeless body elicited a rush of emotions within Cayden. Memories of their time together flooded his mind—a time filled with shared pain and happiness and unwavering support. A tear slipped down his cheek, an offering of sorrow for a love that was tragically cut short.

The heaviness of my sorrow seemed to permeate every fiber of my being, saturating my thoughts, my movements, and my very existence. "Why?" I whispered, my voice trembling with a mixture of frustration, sadness, and confusion. The raw emotion in my words was palpable, as if each syllable carried the weight of the world upon my shoulders. "Why does it always have to be me? Why am I the one who keeps finding myself in situations like this?" The questions lingered in the air, it’s echoes reverberating through the depths of my being, a haunting reminder of the torment that relentlessly ravaged my soul.