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“This was the lesson we kept learning over and over and over, the lesson our mother was best capable of teaching us. Love—whatever else it might or might not be—was fleeting. Love stormed into your life and occupied it, it took over every corner of your soul, made itself comfortable, made itself wanted, then treasured, then necessary, love did all of this and then it did next the only thing it had left to do, it retreated, it vanished, it left no trace of itself. Love was horrifying.”

“He hadn't left any of the stretches that he'd done of me. But he did leave a sketch of my rocking chair. It was perfect. A rocking chair against the bare walls of my room. He'd captured the afternoon light streaming into the room, the way the shadows fell on the chair and gave it depth and made it appear as if it was something more than an inanimate object. There was something sad and solitary about the sketch and I wondered if that's the way he saw the world or if that's the way he saw my world. I starred at the sketch for a long time. It scared me. Because there was something true about it.”

“icen que a lo largo de nuestra vida tenemos dos grandes amores; uno con el que te casas o vives para siempre, puede que el padre o la madre de tus hijos, esa persona con la que consigues la compenetración máxima para estar el resto de tu vida junto a ella. Y dicen que hay un segundo gran amor, una persona que perderás siempre. Alguien con quien naciste conectado, tan conectado que las fuerzas de la química escapan a la razón y te impedirá, siempre, alcanzar un final feliz. Hasta que cierto día dejarás de intentarlo. Te rendirás y buscarás a esa otra persona que acabarás encontrando. Pero te aseguro que no pasarás una sola noche sin necesitar otro beso suyo, o tan siquiera discutir una vez más. Todos sabéis de qué estoy hablando, porque mientras estabais leyendo esto os ha venido su nombre a la cabeza. Te librarás de él o de ella, dejarás de sufrir, conseguirás encontrar la paz (le sustituirás por la calma), pero te aseguro que no pasará un día en que desees que estuviera aquí para perturbarte… Porque, a veces, se desprende más energía discutiendo con alguien a quien amas que haciendo el amor con alguien a quien aprecias.”

“YOU DEMAND SALVATION EVEN AS YOU STEAL FROM THE COLLECTION PLATE. YOU SEND FOOD TO THE REFUGEES, AND THEN YOU DON'T ALLOW THE DELIVERY TRUCKS THROUGH THE WARZONES. THE FOOD WILL SPOIL , THE SUPPLIES WILL BE SOLD BY THE VICTORS . THE CIVILIANS WILL STARVE AND SICKEN AND EVENTUALLY DIE. IT IS THE WAY OF THINGS. THEY WILL ALL DIE, WHETHER FROM THE BRUTAL SAVAGERY THAT IS UNIQUE TO MAN OR FROM THE ABUNDANCE OF DISEASE OR FROM THE SCARCITY OF SUSTENANCE.”

“I raised you so high that every other man on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.”

“It’s difficult for me to imagine the rest of my life without you. But I suppose I don’t have to imagine it... I just have to live it”

“ដើម្បីផ្តល់ក្តីសុខអោយមនុស្ស អ្នកខ្លាំងតែងលាក់ទុក្ខព្រួយ មិនអោយមនុស្សដែលខ្លួននឹងត្រូវផ្តល់ក្តីសុខអោយនោះដឹងទេ ទឹកមុខតែងតែញញឹមដើម្បីជាទីពឹងសំរាប់មនុស្ស តែក្នុងចិត្តទឹកភ្នែកហូរពេញបេះដូង មិនងាយនឹងនិយាយរឿងលំបាកក្នុងខ្លួនអោយអ្នកដទៃដឹងទេខ្លាចគេពិបាក នឹងអស់ទីបង្អែក រឿងខ្លះមិននិយាយដល់ថ្ងៃស្លាប់ តើអ្នកយល់អារម្មណ៍បែបនេះឬទេ? Being sad is my favourite. លួចពួនសំងំសោកសៅ ម្នាក់ឯងជាចំណូលចិត្តរបស់ខ្ញុំ។ ជីវិតអ្នកខ្លាំងឯកោណាស់។ ក្នុងជាតិនេះបើខ្ញុំបានញញឹមតែម្តងសំរាប់ខ្លួនឯងនោះគឺជាសេចក្តីសុខពេញមួយជីវិតរបស់ខ្ញុំហើយ។ តែខ្ញុំមិនដែលបានញញឹមដើម្បីខ្លួនឯងម្តងណាសោះ។មានទុក្ខយើងអាចនិយាយរឿងទុក្ខនោះប្រាប់អ្នកដទៃបាន នោះក៏វានៅគ្រាន់បើដែរ តើវាធ្ងន់បន្ថែមលើទុក្ខទៀតនោះ គឺត្រូវញញឹមលាក់ក្តីទុក្ខដែលខ្លួនមាន ដើម្បីផ្តល់កំលាំងចិត្តដល់អ្នកដទៃទៀត។ អ្នកអាស្រមៃដល់អារម្មណ៍បែបនេះទេ?”

“I count everything. Even numbers, odd numbers, multiples of 10. I count the ticks of the clock i count the tocks of the clock I count the lines between the lines on a sheet of paper. I count the broken beats of my heart I count my pulse and my blinks and the number of tries it takes to inhale enough oxygen for my lungs. I stay like this I stand like this I count like this until the feeling stops. Until the tears stop spilling, until my fists stop shaking, until my heart stops aching. There are never enough numbers.”