It's sad that we have to sell our training gear, things we get in fights that are a good memory of what we had there, but we'll get new stuff later.

The sad thing is that apparently if you want to become the next Premier or the leader, suddenly you've got to shut down your human side.

Taste is one of the five senses, and the man who tells us with priggish pride that he does not care what he eats is merely boasting of his sad deficiency: he might as well be proud of being deaf or...

There is something sad about clothes laid in a tomb of trunks.

He who is not just is severe, he who is not wise is sad.

Tears come from the heart and not from the brain.

Above all things let us never forget that mankind constitutes one great brotherhood; all born to encounter suffering and sorrow, and therefore bound to sympathize with each other.

Sometimes people go but the memories stay in our memories...

When a loved one is sick, the days are long, but the years are short.

There are people in the world that believe in God and those who don't. I wonder how the ones without God can live.

I lit up like a Christmas tree - Augustus Waters

Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.

I heard Tash say: Nomi, you're sad man. Get a grip. Walk away. What have I taught you? And I thought: You taught me that some people can leave and some can't and those who can will always be...

I feel like I'm going to HURL. Which, even if I wanted to do, I couldn't do, because I haven't eaten. I can't even drag myself out of my room. And while I'd be able to muster the strength to...

These times of woe afford no time to woo.

It were a grief so brief to part with thee.Farewell.

It is sadder to find the past again and find it inadequate to the present than it is to have it elude you and remain forever a harmonious conception of memory.

You never know when you might be seeing someone for the last time.

He felt as if his heart had dried up. I needed her he thought. I needed someone like her to fill the void inside me. But I wasn't able to fill the void inside her. Until the bitter end, the emptiness...

People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to...

Isn't it always the things that you can't see that hurt you?

He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know we were happy, even then? Because we at least had that: arms, around.

Homelessness is a nationality now.

I'm sad now, the way we're talking is infinitely sad: faded music, faded paper flowers, worn satin, an echo of an echo. All gone away, no longer possible.

The dead aren't scary. They are just sad.

Why are you drinking? demanded the little prince.So that I may forget, replied the tippler.Forget what? inquired the little prince, who was already sorry for him.Forget that I am ashamed, the tippler...