#quotes about sorrow

[thebanishedreader]

"He says nothing; all that lies behind him; he is entirely alone now with his little life of nineteen years, and cries because it leaves him."

All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque (1929)

[incorrect-niche-quotes]

Temper: Valkyrie's missing. Can you find her?

China: What, you think I have her microchipped?

Temper: Well, do you?

China: ...yes.

[hylaversicolor]

peace of mind was not meant for me

[altruistic-meme]

my nakahara chuuya poem book came in :)

[wehavewords]

“But I wasn't crying because I was sad. I guess I was crying because we had nowhere else to go, no choice but to go on living in this world. Crying because we had no other world to choose, and crying at everything before us, everything around us.”

Mieko Kawakami, Heaven

[ljesaw]

𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘪 𝘢𝘮 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. ( ZUKO STUDY 1 / ?? )

[seaworthit]

She simply lamented, “How has it come to this?”

[howifeltabouthim]

I kept the memory of our parting safe, hoarding it as a sign of unspoken feeling. All summer long, I talked to his ghost, telling the shadow what I had wanted to tell the man.

Siri Hustvedt, from The Blindfold

[eternaldisguise]

I was attached to a false hope...

[heartoflesh]

When will I have traversed enough time to put enough distance between me and these emotions that tear through my muscle and bone. I have never known so much anguish. I have never known this much grief.

Excerpt from a book I'll never write, William

[stricktlyco]

"... and she had then only to sit and think of what she had lost."

Emma, Jane Austen

[ectoplasmer]

biting him biting him biting him bi

[itachi86]

“ Did the underworld have indoor plumbing? Or did Persephone wash her hair in the River Styx? “

[wallflowerglitter]

Such a sad sad sad series. Sorrow is right.

[fishskeleton]

And I sit at my desk every morning writing—wondering. Do I want to marry a Christian or a good person? He says the Ideal is both; I’ve learned they are not synonyms.

He says we won't work out, but that I’m the best thing in his life. He is sad and confused. I told him to just let us be. We can worry about that later.

Analysis degrades the composure of our relationship

So I procrastinate decisions—enabling us to be.

The word Procrastinate has a poor connotation, seemingly an avoidance. But my design is less of an evasion, more a perpetuation: deliberate inadvertence.

Love is a rare commodity: as essential as water, and scarce as jade.

Why give it up for fear? Should love atone for logic?

No! I preach against it.

Yet subliminally...I concede to logic.

While my poet’s heart sees beauty, my mind’s eye

finds absurdity.

Deceit, deception: deceiver! Constitute yourself to this hypocrisy!

If I choose the absurd path, what blame must I carry?

If I believe myself a siren, prompting this evasion, how can I find serenity in his presence?

. . .

He asked me last night If I plan to marry him. I cannot procrastinate decisions any longer.

I said no.

He cried,

I cried,

And then I left.

—fishskeleton

[ofstoriesnotatoms]

"Everyone who loses somebody wants revenge on someone, on God if they can’t find anyone else. And in Africa…In Matobo, the Ku believe that the only way to end grief is to save a life. If someone is murdered, a year of mourning ends with a ritual that we call "The Drowning Man Trial.” There’s an all-night party beside a river. At dawn, the killer is put in a boat. He’s taken out on the water and he’s dropped. He’s bound, so that he can’t swim. The family of the dead then has to make a choice. They can let him drown or they can swim out and save him. The Ku believe that if the family lets the killer drown, they’ll have justice but spend the rest of their lives in mourning. But if they save him, if they admit that life isn’t always just, that very act can take away their sorrow. Vengeance is a lazy form of grief."

— Silvia Broome (Nicole Kidman), The Interpreter