Novel & Cerita Sadness Sayings

My mouth having a mind of its own released a gasp of shock. The sadness that engulfed me was totally unexpected. I felt sad for her but most importantly I felt sad for Dili. People might say otherwise but the truth was that if a person passes away, the loved ones that are left behind, are truly the ones that faces more pain. Because they continue to live on with regrets and sadness, missing the person that is gone oh so desperately. I didn't want to say 'sorry' as I felt it was inappropriate. So instead I said to her.

“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.

It was a strange solitude, one that made my heart ache, but I decided to sit there for a little longer. "I'm so deeply sorry," I whispered, the weight of my regret heavy in the air. "I'm sorry you ever met me, that I ever brought you to this world, to this life." My voice trembled, and I could feel the pain cutting through my words. As another tear rolled down my cheek, I continued, "I'm so sorry for the pain, for the choices, for everything that led us here. I wish I could turn back time and spare you from it all."

" Lisa bellowed, her voice trembling. She was filled with so much emotion. Anger, sadness, frustration, and regret. 'It is gone. All of the money. What do I do about Felix's schooling?' She clenched her fist, her finger digging deep enough to draw blood. It was as if there was a fire in her chest, raging and wishing to burn everything to ashes, and when the fire died out, Lisa was left hallowed. Inside out. She lied on Karen's lap, staring blankly. Her limbs felt like they weighed a ton, and her head ached badly. Maybe because she cried too much. "I am sorry." Her voice croaked out of her dry throat. "Don't. You will make me feel like a stranger." "Then what should I say? Thank you?" Lisa tr

Sophie says, also tearing up "I don't even know the guy. I just can't help but feel like me simply existing killed so many people…." I say, trailing off "I would probably feel the same way, Mara. But what would you tell me? You'd tell me something along the lines of 'Woman up! You're here now, don't disgrace their sacrifice by wallowing in your sadness,'" she says, pitching her voice up a few octaves to imitate me, and I couldn't help but laugh.

She mumbled. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~ "Damn man!! You're such a lonely man!! How sad" Mark stated, clicking his teeth together and shaking his head sideways. Maynard just fixed his gaze on his drink while twirling the glass and watching it go round in circles. "You have no one with you anymore, now I feel extra pity for you, you feel pretty miserable!!" He kept saying. "You're a total looser man!" Maynard groaned. "That's enough Mark, just leave if you don't have anything meaningful to say rather than annoying me the more" He grumbled.

Death said and saw in front of me. “I’m being weak again Death, I’m crying again.” I said. “No, that is not true. Peace, crying doesn’t mean you’re weak, remember? You told me that before.” Death said. “It’s normal to us to feel pain and it’s normal to cry when it’s already too much.” He added “I’m trying to say that to myself, Death…but I always failed to make myself believe it.” I said sob.

Don't know between near and far, which side is luckier. Sadness is like a greenhouse that has quietly closed around the Earth, then does nothing but watch humanity suck up the remaining oxygen, and then die in the increasing temperature and the toxic gases they release themselves. out. Flare-up. Frustrated. Suffocating. Shut up. People cried out in agony, people tried to break down the door with all their might, but the more they exerted, the more they lost their strength and the faster the air was exhausted. People eventually give up, or don't have the strength to continue. But giving up does not mean that death comes to them less painful. The Earth has become a mass grave, and sadness is a

Her emotions swung like a pendulum, from moments of numbness to intense bouts of sorrow. During one particularly harrowing evening, Ava curled up on the couch, a blanket wrapped tightly around her. Her face, usually full of life and warmth, was marred by the shadow of heartache. "I just feel so lost, Peyton," she whispered, her voice cracking under the weight of her emotions. "Like a part of me is missing, and I don’t know how to get it back."

After what felt like forever and a half of waiting for him to say something she dared herself to keep talking, "I didn't say anything cause I can't find the words to offer my condolences." He scoffed "people normally say 'I'm sorry' or 'sorry for your loss' you know." She nodded, unsure whether continuing would have some sort of negative result. But the dare controlled her. "I feel it's not enough." "Meaning you don't say it?" It stunned him to think someone did that.