#sadness

I loved him so much. It didn't change all the reasons we couldn't be together, but it kept me returning to his body, kept my skin seeking his skin over and over again in the sad dance we did. ↗

— Lisa Unger

#change

Never such innocence, Never before or since, As changed itself to past Without a word--the men Leaving the gardens tidy, The thousands of marriages Lasting a little while longer: Never such innocence again. ↗

— Philip Larkin

#expectation #innocence #sadness #war #change

If I may ride with you, Citizen Evremonde, will you let me hold your hand? I am not afraid, but I am little and weak, and it will give me more courage." As the patient eyes were lifted to his face, he saw a sudden doubt in them, and then astonishment. He pressed the work-worn, hunger-worn young fingers, and touched his lips. "Are you dying for him?" she whispered. "And his wife and child. Hush! Yes." "Oh, you will let me hold your brave hand, stranger?" "Hush! Yes, my poor sister; to the last. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#lovers-sadness #truths #courage

A flower bloomed already wilting. Beginning its life with an early ending. ↗

— R.J. Gonzales

#death #loss #loss-of-a-baby #miscarriage #sad

It would be wrong to refuse to face the fact that everything is fundamentally sick and sad. ↗

— Thomas Bernhard

#sadness #sickness #death

Your coffin reached the monstrous hole. And a part of me went down into the muddy earth with you and lay down next to you and died with you. ↗

— Rosamund Lupton

#funeral #sadness #death

Not easy to state the change you made. If I'm alive now, I was dead, Though, like a stone, unbothered by it. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#depression #sadness #sylvia-plath #the-bell-jar #change

Something I'm not ready to name works itself under the grip of Charlies death and loosens it, and keeps the nightmare at bay when I fall back asleep. ↗

— Trish Doller

#ptsd #sadness #death

My mother's death supervened, and this was the greatest blow I had experienced in my life. I worshipped her... I could not resign myself to the loss of a being on whom I counted to make invisible the unavoidable blemishes of my soul. ↗

— Salvador Dalí

#family #love #pain #sadness #soul

He did not know that the Old One was his father, for such a relationship was utterly beyond his understanding, but as he looked at the emaciated body he felt a dim disquiet that was the ancestor of sadness. ↗

— Arthur C. Clarke

#apes #death #sadness #science #death