Sadness Quotes Romane & Geschichten

“Not a day passed by without me thinking of you, Martina. Even if it hurts. My heart and mind have become numb to the pain because pain is better than nothing.” “I worry if I forget about you or never cull your image in my head. You will be gone forever.” Martina was openly crying now. Her grip on my arm tightened while her whole body shook with emotions. “Marcus…” “I did not say that to make you feel guilty, love. I am telling you all about this because I wanted you to know that even when I wanted to forget you, I couldn’t. You are every bit a part of me, Martina. Life is and will always be meaningless without you.”

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.

Why am I so depressed? Shhh. Stop Sena. Stop comparing yourself to the deceased. Always keep in mind that comparison is the thief of joy. STOP RIGHT NOW! Or, you could add, a comparison is the most poisonous element in the human heart because it destroys ingenuity and robs peace and joy. Do you want an assailant like that, Sena? Chill! Sean is by your side. Your husband was never too busy to make you feel loved. Do you feel unloved? If this is the case, you may succumb to your sadness.

“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.

my bitter quote. It was as if I was taken aback by the last thing I said. I am so dead! It was only a week, but why does the pain seem so painful. Or I am just expecting more from him. I wiped away the tears, before taking a taxi. I didn't look at him, because until now I felt like I was getting burned. I went home in tears, my night was very secluded. It used to be like that but from what I witnessed before, I lost even more strength to associate with others. Love wasn't this sharp you can't say it's just a touch and it's deep.

I wish I was just a lake. Could somebody please tell me how to not be sad knowing you wanted to follow your old man’s footsteps but you were not that good enough to do that? And one more thing; every thing I had been feeling all this time, were these just bits and pigments of sadness brought by the demises of the victims, or was I just really depressed with everything that had been going through? I could not figure which was which. Can somebody please do it for me?

You have the option to break me again. The most agonizing types of pain and sadness are those that cannot be written about or expressed in any other way than through words. They simply ache and ache until the aching manifests itself as an explanation. And if I don't get it all out on paper, what am I going to do with this sadness? What am I supposed to do with all of my sorrow? I'm not sure who I'm going to give this to just yet. In the case of writers, their curse is the inability to immortalize a name before it is taken over by another, to sustain love while still alive, and to write but not be written.

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.

As if all my worries and sadness were lifted away. 'The passing of someone we love leaves a hole in our heart that never fills. But warm memories can help keep them close'. I saw this quote near to the candle stand as if the universe is telling me the same thing. It reminds me of what my mom said "She might be gone, but always remember that she sees and hears you where ever you are, whenever you like". I cried so deep as I poured my heart out, freeing myself from all the guilt, sadness and fears that I feel for the past year. Slowly , as if light is showing into me and I feel relieved and happy.

“I still need to thank you, or else I wouldn’t even be alive now.” The man furrowed his thick eyebrows and peered at Madeline with interest. “Your reaction is a little special now that you’ve seen yourself.” Madeline understood what the man meant. She looked at him as her eyes lit up. “You said being sad is the most useless thing in the world. I can’t change what has happened, so what can I do aside from accepting it? Plus, I’ll still have hope as long as I’m alive, right?” After she said that, there was a fleeting look of admiration in his eyes.