#sad

Clearly God was in some kind of mood on my birthday. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#cancer #death #family #jesse #jodi-picoult

I believe that sometimes, the moment you say goodbye could be as painful as a lifetime worth of pain that you can experience while living with the memories of your loved ones. I couldn’t stop myself from hallucinating about all those things that could have happened, while you were walking away from me today. I stopped walking and turned my head, expecting for you to do the same. I stayed there, motionless, and waited – for you to turn once, to smile, or wave. But you didn’t. You just continued walking away from me, while I stayed there watching your silhouette becoming smaller, and smaller with time, until it disappeared completely. There was nothing else to wait. “What happened?” she asked me when I turned my head again towards the platform. “She let me go, finally,” was all I could say. ↗

— Bhavya Kaushik

#goodbye #grief #letting-go #life #love

Legend has it that during the festival of Eostre, all fires had to be extinguished in the Goddess’ honour and could only be relit from a sacred flame in the centre of the village. The new fire was seen as a symbol of sacredness and purity, something which everyone wanted to bring into their homes at such a lovely time of year when everything was fresh and new. ↗

— Carole Carlton

#carole-carlton #festival-of-eostre #imbolc #irish-celts #lughnasadh

there are two word in my world first love the strongest and second chance quotes. ↗

— Rohit Dhariwal

#experience #happiness #joy #life #optimism

I decided I would fill the emptiness in me with God and with paint. ↗

— Kimberly Novosel

#emptiness #empty #faith #god #heartbroken

But I don't know how to fight. All I know how to do is stay alive. ↗

— Alice Walker

#life #sad #western #faith

Maybe I am everything I knew that I would never be. I looked back at Jay and smiled. ↗

— Holly Hood

#goodbyes #hope #love #romance #sad

If there is a particular person in your life that is repeatedly choosing not to honor you and is causing you more sadness or pain than they are joy - it might be time to release that friendship back to God and trust that it is not where you belong. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#friends #friendships #god #honoring-yourself #joy

Hearing him talk about his mother, about his intact family, makes my chest hurt for a second, like someone pierced it with a needle. ↗

— Veronica Roth

#grief #loss #love #missing-someone #pain

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars, and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance." The night wind whirls in the sky and sings. I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. On nights like this, I held her in my arms. I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky. She loved me, sometimes I loved her. How could I not have loved her large, still eyes? I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her. To hear the immense night, more immense without her. And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass. What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her. The night is full of stars and she is not with me. That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away. My soul is lost without her. As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her. My heart searches for her and she is not with me. The same night that whitens the same trees. We, we who were, we are the same no longer. I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her. My voice searched the wind to touch her ear. Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once belonged to my kisses. Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes. I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her. Love is so short and oblivion so long. Because on nights like this I held her in my arms, my soul is lost without her. Although this may be the last pain she causes me, and this may be the last poem I write for her. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#sadness #love