#sad

"It is sad that people need alcohol to make them happy."

"Your time may come. Do not be too sad, Sam. You cannot be always torn in two. You will have to be one and whole, for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be, and to do."

"Forever and ever, kid, until you're sick and tired of seeing me."

"I've cried, and you'd think I'd be better for it, but the sadness just sleeps, and it stays in my spine the rest of my life."

"I decided I would fill the emptiness in me with God and with paint."

"So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love."

"I think people appreciate a songwriter who shows different sides. The whole angst thing is cool, but if that's all you've got, it's just boring. Everything I write, whether it's happy or sad, has a sense of humor to it."

"The most difficult aspect of moving on is accepting that the other person already did."

"It's all right, Tessa, you can go. We love you. You can go now.''Why are you saying that?''She might need permission to die, Cal.''I don't want her to. She doesn't have my permission."

"I’ve got a way with love. Away with love."

"If you didn't remember something happening, was it because it never had happened? Or because you wished it hadn't?"

"I can't set my hopes too high,'Cause every hello ends with a goodbye."

"And then I crawled into his unmade bed, wrapping myself in his comforter like a cocoon, surrounding myself with his smell. I took out my cannula so I could smell better, breathing him and out, the scent fading even as I lay there, my chest burning until I couldn't distinguish among the pains."

"I had spent my whole life feeling homesick. The only difference between the two of us was that I didn't know what or where home was."

"Do you want this to be a love story?"

"He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry."

"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love."

"There is something inexpressibly sad in the thought of the children who crossed the ocean with the Pilgrims and the fathers of Jamestown, New Amsterdam, and Boston, and the infancy of those born in the first years of colonial life in this strange new world."

"May be its mine bad-luck Or yours not to get me But I still have hope Of being yours"

"The funniest people are the saddest ones"