#sad

When you're sad, my Little Star, go out of doors. It's always better underneath the open sky. ↗

— Eva Ibbotson

#sadness #nature

A grief without a pang, void, dark and drear, A drowsy, stifled, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet or relief, In word, or sigh, or tear. ↗

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#depression #grief #sadness #tear #nature

Let us give ourselves indiscriminately to everything our passions suggest, and we will always be happy...Conscience is not the voice of Nature but only the voice of prejudice. ↗

— Marquis de Sade

#nature

You know all that sympathy that you feel for an abused child who suffers without a good mom or dad to love and care for them? Well, they don't stay children forever. No one magically becomes an adult the day they turn eighteen. Some people grow up sooner, many grow up later. Some never really do. But just remember that some people in this world are older versions of those same kids we cry for. ↗

— Ashly Lorenzana

#children #depression #kids #love #parents

Selingkuh: meninggalkan yang tak sempurna untuk yang lebih tak sempurna. ↗

— Christian Simamora

#relationship-advice #romance #romance-novels #sad-but-true #selingkuh

Where do we record the passing of wildlife? Who mourns the silent deaths of the small? ↗

— O.R. Melling

#environment #sad #death

We can't be sad for her," she murmured. "Only for ourselves at having to say good-bye. ↗

— Dorothy Love

#good-bye #sad #death

...Come on let’s see the degree.” Katherine unrolled her scroll displaying a long declaration in Latin affixed with a red seal proclaiming her a Master of Art. “Imagine working for years to obtain a piece of paper we can hardly read ” Katherine joked. “And to officially declare you have talent ” Suzy returned. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#college-degree #credentials #degree #funny #humor

Death was an unfeeling bitch.It didnt matter who you were, who loved you, it struck mercilessly and without discrimination ↗

— A.Meredith Walters

#sad-but-true #death

I'm living under water. Everything seems slow and far away. I know there's a world up there, a sunlit quick world where time runs like dry sand through an hourglass, but down here, where I am, air and sound and time and feeling are thick and dense. ↗

— Audrey Niffenegger

#travel