#tragedy

Things happen to everybody in the course of a lifetime. Relationships end, people die, tragedy befalls everyone. So everyone has this wealth of experience, and the older you are the more you have to draw on. ↗

— Eric Stoltz

#course #die #draw #end #everybody

The human comedy is always tragic, but since its ingredients are always the same—dupe, fox, straight, like burlesque skits—the repetition through the ages is comedy. ↗

— Dawn Powell

#human-nature #humanity #repetition #tragedy #age

Our pasts shape us,Sam.None of us the person he or she used to be,it's true, but what we are still contains a great proportion of what we once were.Nothing,not even suffering the worst kind of tragedy,alters us completely.At core,we are set in stone. ↗

— James Lovegrove

#pain #past #suffering #tragedy #age

This grandiose tragedy that we call modern art. ↗

— Salvador Dalí

#dali #modern #salvador #tragedy #art

Modern romance, like Greek tragedy, celebrates the mystery of dismemberment, which is life in time. The happy ending is justly scorned as a misrepresentation; for the world, as we know it, as we have seen it, yields but one ending: death, disintegration, dismemberment, and the crucifixion of our heart with the passing of the forms that we have loved. ↗

— Joseph Campbell

#death #life #love #tragedy #art

What art thou Faustus, but a man condemned to die? ↗

— Christopher Marlowe

#faustus #tragedy #art

Closing your eyes won't make the awfulness go away. It may be that nothing will. But dwelling on it, dreading the evil, playing out the misery in your head - doesn't this feed the monster? You can't close your eyes to life, but you can choose where your gaze lingers. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#challenges #hardships #life #perspective #richelle

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

— R.J. Gonzales

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

Cover her face; mine eyes dazzle. She died young. ↗

— John Webster

#jacobean-tragedy #murder #youth #death

She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#fate #tragedy #death