#sad

He did not have anything on him except her thoughts, except the good times he had once shared and the bad times he so desperately wanted to forget. ↗

— Faraaz Kazi

#memory #sad #tragic #love

I love you!" he shouted, his eyes glowing laser green. "I love you, okay? I'm not some hopeless retard you pull along behind you because you feel sorry for him! I love you and I'm going to prove it! ↗

— Lili St. Crow

#prove #sad #love

You could drown a kitten in her blue eyes. ↗

— Gary Shteyngart

#sad #love

Gradually, we have become each other's weather. ↗

— Paul Zweig

#romance #sadness #love

Like them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#relationships #sadness #love

The point is not that this world is too sad to love or too glad not to love; the point is that when you do love a thing, its gladness is a reason for loving it, and its sadness a reason for loving it more. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#gladness #love #sadness #love

There is often grief that comes with loving, Moshe. But it is worth it. ↗

— Bodie Thoene

#sadness #sorrow #love

Happines is anyone and anything that's loved by you. ↗

— Charle M. Schulz

#love

When she woke up crying for one of her nightmares, the Kolker would stay with her, brush her hair with his hands, collect her tears in thimbles for her to drink the next morning (The only way to overcome sadness is to consume it, he said), and more than that: once her eyes closed and she fell back asleep, he was left to bear the insomnia. There was a complete transfer, like a speeding billiard ball colliding with a resting one. Should Brod feel depressed - she was always depressed - the Kolker would sit with her until he could convince her that it’s OK. It is. Really. And when she would move on with her day, he would stay behind, paralysed with a grief he couldn’t name and that wasn’t his. Should Brod become sick, it was the Kolker that would be bedridden by week’s end. Should Brod feel bored, knowing too many languages, too many facts, with too much knowledge to be happy, the Kolker would stay up all night studying her books, studying the pictures, so the next day he could try to make the kind of small talk that would please his young wife. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#nightmares #sadness #love

The nostalgia of a moment's love can be an illusionary precipice from which we fall from truth; in heartbreak, what we escape to in the past is what tortures us in the present. ↗

— Mike Norton

#illusion #love #nostalgia #sadness #the-past