S Quotes
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“Sacrifices made for love are fine, unless the sacrifice is you.”
“Sacrifices will make you a martyr, victories will make you a hero.”
“Sacrificing a part of yourself so others can go on to fafill there greatness, their destiny. Is greatness in itself but in a much smaller way that won't be written about or put in history books. But it is far more great in many ways.”
“Sacrificing American soldiers or innocent civilians in an unprecedented preemptive attack on a separate sovereign nation may well prove itself a most temporary medicine.”
“Sacrificing animals to a fancied god is a stone-age thought. It is an unrighteous act; is not dharma. It is bad karma. If at all, then, do sacrifice your silly ego, your bad deeds and vile thoughts. The Divine seeks no beastly sacrifice. It is the deed of an un-realized lot.”
“Sacrificing ethics at the altar of expediency is a tragic but time-honoured ritual.”
“Sacrificing everything for one's craft is something some people can't help. They can't help themselves. They must do it. They're driven to do it.”
“Sacrificing minions: is there any problem it CAN'T solve?”
“Sacrificing myself to kill Hilary Clinton was the best thing I could possibly do for humanity”
“sacrificing one's own happiness for others is not everyone's cup of tea but if you can taste it once nothing tastes more than that thereafter.”
Source: My Quest For Happy Life
“Sacrificing one's own happiness for others is not everyone's cup of tea but if you can taste it once nothing tastes more than that thereafter.
-Giridhar Alwar”
Source: My Quest For Happy Life
“Sacrificing one's life on the altar of literature is in some ways like sacrificing a goat to some malicious spirit. It's not always a humane or necessary decision.”
“Sacrificing the earth for paradise is giving up the substance for the shadow.”
Source: Les Miserables: A Novel
“Sacrifico um prazer por outro em busca da matéria a mais fascinante.”
Source: Caro Jovem Adulto
“Sacrifiquemos todo por la sociedad. Seamos soldados de la unidad.”
Source: Gente Mente Adelante: Prejudice Conquered is World Conquered
“Sacrilege is acceptable only as a game.”
“Sacré, Belle!" Marguerite had exclaimed upon entering, and though the grandeur of the room had never dulled for Belle, it was a treat to see it through Marguerite's eyes, and only made Belle more certain that opening it to the public was the right decision.
"I know. It's magnificent, isn't it?" Belle replied dreamily.
Marguerite ran her hands along the gilded banisters encircling the spiral staircase. "I've never seen so many books in all my life." She turned back to Belle and gave her a wry grin. "Is it true that your husband simply gave it to you during your courtship?"
A blush crept up her neck. She had thought of her time in the castle as many things, but a courtship was never one of them. "Something like that," she admitted. She wondered if she would ever feel close enough to Marguerite to tell her the truth.
Marguerite let out an appraising whistle. "No wonder you married him."
Belle blushed as she pulled her through the stacks, pointing out favorite books along the way. She ushered Marguerite to her favorite chaise nestled in her favorite alcove.
"This spot is best for a gloomy afternoon," Belle told her, pointing to a red velvet settee next to a small fireplace, framed by a window almost as tall as the room itself. "The patter of raindrops on the glass mixed with the warmth of the fire..."
"It must be heavenly," said Marguerite.
"It is."
Marguerite spun back around, head tilted to the ceiling, before collapsing in a heap on the plush carpet and motioning for Belle to join her on the floor. Belle acquiesced, lying down beside her friend and noting the view was even more remarkable from that new vantage.”
Source: Rebel Rose
“Sacudimiento extraño que agita las ideas, como huracán que empuja las olas en tropel. Murmullo que en el alma se eleva y va creciendo como volcán que sordo anuncia que va a arder. Deformes siluetas de seres imposibles; paisajes que aparecen como al través de un tul. Colores que fundiéndose remedan en el aire los átomos del iris que nadan en la luz. Ideas sin palabras, palabras sin sentido; cadencias que no tienen ni ritmo ni compás. Memorias y deseos de cosas que no existen; accesos de alegría, impulsos de llorar. Actividad nerviosa que no halla en qué emplearse; sin riendas que le guíen, caballo volador. Locura que el espíritu exalta y desfallece, embriaguez divina del genio creador… Tal es la inspiración. Gigante voz que el caos ordena en el cerebro y entre las sombras hace la luz aparecer. Brillante rienda de oro que poderosa enfrena de la exaltada mente el volador corcel. Hilo de luz que en haces los pensamientos ata; sol que las nubes rompe y toca en el zenít. Inteligente mano que en un collar de perlas consigue las indóciles palabras reunir. Armonioso ritmo que con cadencia y número las fugitivas notas encierra en el compás. Cincel que el bloque muerde la estatua modelando, y la belleza plástica añade a la ideal. Atmósfera en que giran con orden las ideas, cual átomos que agrupa recóndita atracción. Raudal en cuyas ondas su sed la fiebre apaga, oasis que al espíritu devuelve su vigor… Tal es nuestra razón. Con ambas siempre en lucha y de ambas vencedor, tan sólo al genio es dado a un yugo atar las dos.”
Source: Rimas
“Sad and mad and love are such weak words, drawn long ago from Germanic languages spoken by people who may have been more stone than flesh. The soul needs words rooted in romance languages, words like despondent and ravished and adore.”
Source: The Words Between Us
“Sad and miserable people will hate you for being happy and will hate the things your doing or the things that makes you happy. It has nothing to do with what you did to them or what you didn't do to them.”
“Sad beyound words that Prince is gone. To me he was one of the greatest music heroes- a true genius.There will never be another Prince.”
“Sad business, being a Negro man, always underpaid, their eyes don’t look like our eyes, bloodshot, brown, liquid in them about to quiver out. Read somewhere some anthropologist thinks Negroes instead of being more primitive are the latest thing to evolve, the newest man.”
Source: Rabbit Redux
“Sad but true: individual intelligence probably peaked in the Upper Paleolithic, and we have been self-domesticated creatures ever since”
“Sad clowns break my heart They slowly fade away From the face of the earth While making others smile.”
“Sad company is bad company.”
“Sad fancies do we then affect, In luxury of disrespect To our own prodigal excess Of too familiar happiness.”
Source: The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth: Together with a Description of the Country of the Lakes in the North of England, Now First Published with His Works ...
“Sad generation is confused. Why they have to do wrong things, unnatural things. They have to be ill-mannered, uncultured, disrespectful, arrogant and have no morals and justified it by saying. They are practicing their freedom and rights. They are brave, bold, strong, confident , and have self esteem.”
“Sad Generation. We are dating people who are busy doing meet ups with other people while we still in the picture, people who are brave to sleep with someone else and come back to sleep with you, a person who will look deep in your eyes and say I love you while they don't mean it. That's how messed up we are as a nation. We are a generation were alcohol is turned into cool drinks, Relationship are hobbies, Breaking a girls virginity is an achievement, Hurting someone is a joke, Beating up your girlfriend is a discipline, Suicide has become natural Death and cheating is a part of relationship. Our generation is lost...”
“Sad hotels existed everywhere, to be sure, but the Dolphin was in a class of its own. The Dolphin Hotel was conceptually sorry. The Dolphin Hotel was tragic.”
Source: Dance Dance Dance
“Sad hours and glad hours, and all hours, pass over; One thing unshaken stays: Life, that hath Death for spouse, hath Chance for lover; Whereby decays, Each thing save one thing: mid this strife diurnal, Of hourly change begot, Love that is God-born, bides as God eternal, And changes not; Nor means a tinseled dream pursuing lovers, Find altered by-and-bye, When, with possession, time anon discovers, Trapped dreams must die, - For he that visions God, of mankind gathers, One manlike trait alone, And reverently imputes to Him a father's love for his son.”
“Sad is his lot, who, once at least in his life, has not been a poet.”
Source: Memoirs of Celebrated Characters
“Sad is not the land with no hero. Sad is the land that needs a hero.”
Source: Life of Galileo, The Resistible Rise Of Arturo Ui, The Caucasian Circle
“Sad is when you have more than enough love to give but no one to give it to.”
“Sad it is, the fate of kings.”
Source: Red Hugh: Prince of Donegal
“Sad, kada se ne nadam više da ću hodati obalom u Skagenu, ili sedeti i luci u Tronjemu, ili igrati sa studentkinjama u Upsali, sad mi se eto stalno vraća misao, da je trebalo živeti, dublje, zanosnije, i ne tako brzo. Kajem se što sam tako olako odlazio. Misao na smrt, rađa misao na trag konja, koji nestaje u snegu, kad jahači odu.”
Source: Kod Hiperborejaca I
“Sad Lovers
Like an eye and an eyelid
United by a tear”
“Sad memories often contain an element of nostalgia.”
“Sad music can help you work through what you are feeling sometimes. I think it is best to experience the emotion, try to find the truth behind why you feel like that and then let it go.”
“Sad news- Prince is gone. Music has lost a great presence. A world less funky. I don't believe in it.”
“Sad old blokes, I'm told, now dream of me with a whip in hand.”
“Sad Patience, too near neighbour to despair.”
Source: Poems ... A new edition
“Sad people dislike the happy, and the happy the sad; the quick thinking the sedate, and the careless the busy and industrious.”
“Sad people have the gift of time, while the world dizzies everyone else; they remain stagnant, their bodies refusing to follow pace with the universe. With these kind of people everything aches for too long, everything moves without rush, wounds are always wet.”
“Sad people smile,always beautiful and different from other .
A childhood friend told me !”
“Sad sex is when you feel you’re losing all touch with her, and she with you, but this is the way of telling one another that the connection is still there, somehow; that neither of you is giving up on the other, even if part of you fears that you should. Then you discover that insisting on the connection is the same as prolonging the pain.”
Source: The Only Story
“SAD SHAYARI
taras aata hai mujhe masoon si palkho par
jab bheeg kar kahti hai ke ab aur roya nahi jata
aye hawa unse kahde kabhar meri maut ki
aur son kahena ki kafan ki khuwaish mein meri laash
unke aanchal ka intezaar kar rahi hai
SAD SHAYRI
Yeh Tuɱ Se keh Diya kis Ne,
ke Baazi Haar Baithay Huɱ!
Abhi Tuɱ Pay Lutanay ko
Humari Jaan Baqi Hai.
SAD SHAYARI
Usse yeh weham hai ke ɱai usse chor na paaungi
Huɱe ye khauf hai ke r๏yega azɱa ke mujhe !!
Jise Tum Sacche Dil Se Pyar Karo Use
Kabhi Mat Aazmana…!
Kyo Ki
Agar Woh Gunehgar Bhi Hua
Toh Dil Tumhara Hi Tutega”
“Sad songs are broken ears.”
“Sad songs are for broken souls.”
“Sad songs are made for broken people.”
“Sad songs seem to work for me, but I don't want to be redundant; I want to add a little flavor.”