#misery

Every day starts, my eyes open and I reload the program of misery. I open my eyes, remember who I am, what I'm like, and I just go, 'Ugh'. ↗

— Louis C. K.

#day #every #every day #eyes #go

Be again, be again. (Pause.) All that old misery. (Pause.) Once wasn't enough for you. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#krapp #life #misery #play #life

Unpopular, lonely and loving, Elinor need not trouble, For if she were not so loving, She would not be so miserable. ↗

— Stevie Smith

#lonely #love #loving #miserable #misery

You can share in my joy, but I don’t want to share my misery. No, I want to give away my misery. Go ahead, take it all.
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— Jarod Kintz

#humor #joy #miserable #misery #selfish

That summer, Titanic fever gripped Kabul. People smuggled pirated copies of the film from Pakistan- sometimes in their underwear. After curfew, everyone locked their doors, turned out the lights, turned down the volume, and reaped tears for Jack and Rose and the passengers of the doomed ship. If there was electrical power, Mariam, Laila, and the children watched it too. A dozen times or more, they unearthed the TV from behind the tool-shed, late at night, with the lights out and quilts pinned over the windows. At the Kabul River, vendors moved into the parched riverbed. Soon, from the river's sunbaked hollows, it was possible to buy Titanic carpets, and Titanic cloth, from bolts arranged in wheelbarrows. There was Titanic deodorant, Titanic toothpaste, Titanic perfume, Titanic pakora, even Titanic burqas. A particularly persistent beggar began calling himself "Titanic Beggar." "Titanic City" was born. It's the song, they said. No, the sea. The luxury. The ship. It's the sex, they whispered. Leo, said Aziza sheepishly. It's all about Leo. "Everybody wants Jack," Laila said to Mariam. "That's what it is. Everybody wants Jack to rescue them from disaster. But there is no Jack. Jack is not coming back. Jack is dead. ↗

— Khaled Hosseini

#misery #war #heroism

It'd felt good to be part of an "us," with the same thoughts, the same feelings, the same miseries. ↗

— Jennifer Brown

#teen-romance #teenage-love #us #love

If God gave you contentment then you would never pursue your life purpose. It is your restlessness that pushes you to take action, change your life and seek more of what you could possibly be. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#misery #needs #change

The dead man is on the trolley and the woman collapses across his chest. That's what the ghouls want a shufti at, like at that Princess Diana's funeral, they want to scrutinise those who really knew her, to drink the misery out of their faces. ↗

— Irvine Welsh

#misery #death

Those places where sadness and misery abound are favoured settings for stories of ghosts and apparitions. Calcutta has countless such stories hidden in its darkness, stories that nobody wants to admit they believe but which nevertheless survive in the memory of generations as the only chronicle of the past. It is as if the people who inhabit the streets, inspired by some mysterious wisdom, relalise that the true history of Calcutta has always been written in the invisible tales of its spirits and unspoken curses. ↗

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

#calcutta #chronicle-of-the-past #darkness #generations #ghosts

I am determined to be cheerful and happy in whatever situation I may find myself. For I have learned that the greater part of our misery or unhappiness is determined not by our circumstance but by our disposition. ↗

— Martha Washington

#am #cheerful #circumstance #determined #disposition