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  1. Sarah J. Maas _ A Court of Mist and Fury

    I'd have my happy ending, whether I deserved it or not. But this land, these people - they would have their happy ending too. The first few steps toward healing. Toward peace. And then things would be fine. Then I'd be fine.
    book-quoteinspirationaldepressingself-help

  2. Sarah J. Maas _ A Court of Mist and Fury

    Alone in my bedroom, I realized I couldn't remember the last time I'd truly laughed.
    book-quotesadlonelydepressing

  3. Sarah J. Maas _ A Court of Mist and Fury

    And I didn't think even eternity would be long enough to fix me.
    book-quotesaddarkdepressing

  4. Sarah J. Maas _ A Court of Mist and Fury

    Maybe I'd always been broken and dark inside.
    book-quotesaddarkfirst-sentence

  5. J.K. Rowling _ Harry Potter and the Deathly

    No - no - no!" someone was shouting. "No! Fred! No!"And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.
    book-quotedeathlosssad

  6. William Shakespeare _ Hamlet

    And will 'a not come again? And will 'a not come again? No, no, he is dead, Go to thy death bed: He will never come again.
    book-quotedepressing

  7. Rebecca McNutt _ Mandy and Alecto: The

    …I love you," he said to her, although at that point he was certain she could no longer comprehend the words. "I'd trade places with you in an instant, Mandy Valems… you never deserved this… why would anyone do something so terrible!?" A cold chill froze his heart when he saw her empty eyes again. The fluorescent lights in the dim room sparked to life all of a sudden, brightness so sharp that it startled him. In a flash, sharp and sudden, quicker than a lightning strike, the bulbs flickered and exploded with a few jingling pops.
    book-quotelovedeathgrief

  8. Rebecca McNutt _ Smog City

    Truthfully she felt incredibly miserable, seeing university students and tourists bustling in and out of the place with their cell phones in hand, texting like there was no tomorrow. Living behind a screen, they'd likely text with their last breath.
    book-quotesadfuturedepressing

  9. Cormac McCarthy _ The Road

    They went through the last of the cars and then walked up the track to the locomotive and climbed up to the catwalk. Rust and scaling paint. They pushed into the cab and he blew away the ash from the engineer's seat and put the boy at the controls. The controls were very simple. Little to do but push the throttle lever forward. He made train noises and diesel horn noises but he wasn't sure what these might mean to the boy. After a while they just looked out through the silted glass to where the track curved away in the waste of weeds. If they saw different worlds what they knew was the same. That the train would sit there slowly decomposing for all eternity and that no train would ever run again
    book-quotedepressingthe-endpost-apocalyptic

  10. Joseph Conrad _ Lord Jim

    I remember staying to look at it for a long time, as one would linger within reach of a consoling whisper. The sky was pearly grey. It was one of those overcast days so rare in the tropics, in which memories crowd upon one, memories of other shores, of other faces.
    book-quotedeathmortalitylost-love

  11. Darren Shan _ Bec

    Watching the hole in the ever-fading light. It's the size of a baby now, closing all the time. Narrower and narrower, until there's barely room to fit an arm through. I'm thinking about quenching the light before the hole shuts-this is just torture-when a face suddenly appears. It's Bran. The spell has passed and he's come back. He wants to get through, to be with me. But the hole's too small. He punches it, pulls at it, slips his fingers into the gap and strains with all his might-but it's no good. The rock continues to grind together. The hole gets smaller, the width of a finger now. At the last moment, Bran presses his mouth up to the hole and roars with raw pain and loss, at the top of his voice, " " It's the only time he's ever uttered my name. Anyone's name. His anguished cry stabs at my heart and tears spring to my eyes. I open my mouth to shout his own name back, to offer whatever small shred of comfort I can… but then the rock closes all the way and a fierce rumbling drowns out the echoes of Bran's cry. I stare at the solid rock. My mouth closes. The light fades. Darkness.
    book-quotedepressingbranrunfast

  12. Orson Scott Card _ Speaker for the Dead

    I carry the seeds of death within me and plant them wherever I linger long enough to love.
    book-quotelovedepressing
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