#tragic

That last winter was a tragic story and I got no personal honour out of it but I was a witness to it. ↗

— Laurie Lee

#honour #i #last #out #personal

The pain would not leave him. It came to him like the tide that hits the sea. ↗

— Faraaz Kazi

#tragic #unrequited-love #love

July 13, 1954 was the most tragic day of my life. I had lost my beloved Frida forever. To late now I realized that the most wonderful part of my life had been my love for Frida. ↗

— Diego Rivera

#beloved #day #forever #frida #had

Holding the knife with the blade against my palm, it became so clear how my life would only contain shadows now. Shadows of things gone; not just the people themselves but everything connected to them. Was this my future? Every moment, every tiny thing I saw and did and touched, weighted by loss. Every space in this house and my town and the world in general, empty in a way that could never be filled. ↗

— Jennifer Castle

#grief #loss #mourning #tragic-death #death