#sad

Fix me," I commanded him. "This thing, what I've done - there's something wrong with me, Noah. Fix it." Noah's expression broke my heart as he brushed my hair from my face, and skimmed the line of my neck. "I can't" "Why not?" I asked, my voice threatening to crack. "Because," he said, "You're not broken. ↗

— Michelle Hodkin

#sad #inspirational

And we mark our place with bookmarkers/that measure what we've lost ↗

— Simon & Garfunkel

#sad #inspirational

Learn this now and learn it well. Like a compass facing north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. Always. You remember that, Mariam. ↗

— Khaled Hosseini

#man-s-heart #men #sad #violence #women

Loneliness is my worst enemy, but in the end he's usually my only real friend. ↗

— Dave Guerrero

#sad #inspirational

The heavy soul will not pass though the body is failing. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#inspirational #j-r-ward #rehvenge #sad #inspirational

If you had to pack your whole life into a suitcase-not just the practical things, like clothing, but the memories of the people you had lost and the girl you had once been-what would you take? ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#inspirational #sad #thought-provoking #inspirational

Humanity's greatest achievement will come when the happiness of some will no longer be the sadness of others. ↗

— Mario Stinger

#happiness #hope #inspirational #sadness #inspirational

A clown needn't be the same out of the ring as he has to be when he's in it. If you look at photographs of clowns when they're just being ordinary men, they've got quite sad faces. ↗

— Enid Blyton

#appearances #clowns #faces #photographs #sadness

Understanding life is like trying to put together a puzzle with pieces that don't fit. ↗

— Dave Guerrero

#life #sad #inspirational

For, thought Ahab, while even the highest earthly felicities ever have a certain unsignifying pettiness lurking in them, but, at bottom, all heartwoes, a mystic significance, and, in some men, an archangelic grandeur; so do their diligent tracings-out not blue the obvious deduction. To trail the genealogies of these high mortal miseries, carries us at last among the sourceless primogenitures of the gods; so that, in the face of all the glad, hay-making suns, and the softcymballing, round the harvest-moons, we must needs give in to this: that the gods themselves are not for ever glad. The ineffaceable, sad birth-mark in the brow of man, is but the stamp of sorrow in the signers. ↗

— Herman Melville

#divinity #philosophical #sadness #unhappiness #men