“Personally of course I regret everything. Not a word, not a deed, not a thought, not a need, not a grief, not a joy, not a girl, not a boy, not a doubt, not a trust, not a scorn, not a lust, not a hope, not a fear, not a smile, not a tear, not a name, not a face, no time, no place...that I do not regret, exceedingly. An ordure, from beginning to end.” NeedsEndsFacesJoyGirlCoursesNamesGriefBoysDoubtTearsRegretDeedsLustScornI RegretFear Not Book:Watt Source: Watt
“The humiliation that Jane had felt turned to something else--grief perhaps, or regret. Regret that she had not known how to act with a boy, regret that she had not been wiser.” FeltGriefKnownBoysRegretDatingWiserHumiliationJane Author:Beverly Cleary
“As for me: I loyally remained right where I was, remembering the very first I had ever seen the boy and then just now, the very last time-and all the times in between. The deep aching grief I knew I would feel would come soon enough, but at that moment mostly what I felt was peace, secure in the knowledge that by living my life the way I had, everything had come down to this moment. I had fulfilled my purpose.” WayFeelsFirstsEnoughMomentsLastsRememberPurposeFeltGriefBoysSecureThat MomentFulfilledLast TimeLiving My LifeSoon Enough Author:W. Bruce Cameron
“She heard the trace of fear in his voice. The fear that a small boy must have felt when every woman he loved had disappeared from his life, swept away by a merciless fever. She didn’t know how to reassure him, or how to console his long-ago grief.” KnowsLongFeltVoiceGriefBoysKnow HowHeardLong AgoFeverConsoleSwept Away Author:Lisa Kleypas
“Day just smiles at me, an expression so sad that it breaks through my numbness, and I begin to cry. Those bright blue eyes. Before me is the boy who has bandaged my wounds on the streets of Lake, who has guarded his family with every bone in his body, who has stayed by my side in spite of everything, the boy of light and laughter and life, of grief and fury and passion, the boy whose fate is intertwined with mine, forever and always. "I love you," he whispers. "Can you stay awhile?” BodyLightEyePassionSidesGriefBoysBreakForeverFateStreetsLove YouCryMinesExpressionLaughterBlueBonesWoundsSpiteLakesFuryBlue EyesBreak ThroughGuardedNumbnessSo SadIntertwinedJust Smile Author:Marie Lu
“The old happiness is unreturning. Boy's griefs are not so grievous as youth's yearning. Boys have no sadness sadder than our hope.” HopeGriefBoysSadnessYouthExpectationsYearning Book:The Collected poems of Wilfred Owen Source: The Collected poems of Wilfred Owen
“These are the folk who may pass into the kingdom of heaven: the grief-stricken, lovers, scholars of a certain obsessive disposition. Brute beasts. Women who have become as men and men who have become as women. Writers of books with long titles. Only those knights who have failed to touch the Grail. Industrious women. You, and I, and a boy named Oleg, and a girl with blue hair.” MenMayLongBookCertainGirlHeavenGriefBoysHairLoversBlueFolksKingdomsTitlesBeastScholarDispositionKnightsBrutesObsessiveKingdom Of HeavenIndustriousBlue Hair Author:Catherynne M. Valente
“His epitaph: This tomb hold Diophantus, Ah, what a marvel! And the tomb tells scientifically the measure of his life. God vouchsafed that he should be a boy for the sixth part of his life; when a twelfth was added, his cheeks acquired a beard; He kindled for him the light of marriage after a seventh, and in the fifth year after his marriage He granted him a son. Alas! late-begotten and miserable child, when he had reached the measure of half his father's life, the chill grave took him. After consoling his grief by this science of numbers for four years, he reached the end of his life.” LifeShouldYearsChildrenEndsLightFatherNumbersGriefHalfBoysFourSonLateGravesGrantedMiserableFour YearsCheeksAlasChillFifthBeardTombsEpitaphConsoling Author:Diophantus