#sad

I made a series of wrong decisions about moderately recent books, and I've sold the rights to studios for ridiculous amounts of money and the films have never been made. That's the saddest thing of all, because they're locked up and no one else can make them. ↗

— John le Carre

#because #been #books #decisions #else

Think about what people are doing on Facebook today. They're keeping up with their friends and family, but they're also building an image and identity for themselves, which in a sense is their brand. They're connecting with the audience that they want to connect to. It's almost a disadvantage if you're not on it now. ↗

— Mark Zuckerberg

#almost #also #audience #brand #building

Talented people are written off once they hit their 50s and 60s, and the saddest thing is, we just get better as we get older. ↗

— Kim Cattrall

#get #hit #just #off #older

It's sad that we have become so accustomed to bad service that we're shocked when we get good service. ↗

— Neil Cavuto

#bad #become #get #good #sad

I would be sad if it ended now. It's been the best job I've had by a long shot, especially creatively because the writing is so good. Every week I get the script and I laugh out loud and get excited for the different stuff we get to do. ↗

— Sarah Chalke

#been #best #creatively #different #ended

That is sad until one recalls how many bad books the world may yet be spared because of the busyness of writers. ↗

— Gore Vidal

#because #books #busyness #how #many

The saddest thing I can imagine is to get used to luxury. ↗

— Charlie Chaplin

#get #i #i can #imagine #luxury

I have a stepladder. It's a very nice stepladder but it's sad that I never knew my real ladder. ↗

— Craig Charles

#knew #ladder #never #nice #real

I think it is really sad that when people lose their homes they kind of lose their minds too. ↗

— Margaret Cho

#i #i think #kind #lose #minds

What made losing someone you loved bearable was not remembering but forgetting. Forgetting small things first... it's amazing how much you could forget, and everything you forgot made that person less alive inside you until you could finally endure it. After more time passed you could let yourself remember, even want to remember. But even then what you felt those first days could return and remind you the grief was still there, like old barbed wire embedded in a tree's heartwood. ↗

— Ron Rash

#life #loss #love #pain #sadness