#sadness

"It is beautiful, it is endless, it is full and yet seems empty. It hurts us."

"Some things take so longBut how do I explainWhen not too many peopleCan see we're all the sameAnd because of all their tearsYour eyes can't hope to seeThe beauty that surrounds themNow, isn't it a pity"

"We try to fix the outside so much, but our control of the outer world is limited, temporary, and often, illusory."

"There is a collective as well as an individual humor inclining peoples to sadness or cheerfulness, making them see things in bright or somber lights. In fact, only society can pass a collective opinion on the value of human life; for this the individual is incompetent."

"[A] person whose head is bowed and whose eyes are heavy cannot look at the light."

"too much happiness always overflowed into tears of sorrow."

"At the end of the day your ability to connect with your readers comes down to how you make them feel."

"The girl I used to love is no longer a girl, and this saddens me more than our separation. It puts my own mortality vividly on display, in contrast to my eternally youthful memories."

"Laugh, and the world laughs with you;Weep, and you weep alone;For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,But has trouble enough of its own."

"Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?"

"I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals."

"I wear a necklace of hope with pearly beads. When I met you, it broke, and the beads spilled all over the floor, into the gutters."

"I am intrigued by the smile upon your face, and the sadness within your eyes"

"The arrogance that says analysing the relationship between reasons and causes is more important than writing a philosophy of shyness or sadness or friendship drives me nuts. I can't accept that."

"A tragedy need not have blood and death; it's enough that it all be filled with that majestic sadness that is the pleasure of tragedy."

"I shot up,now as angry and frusterated as him.I had a feeling if i stayed, we'd both snap. In and undertone, I murmured,"this isnt over.i won't give up on you.""I've given up on you,"he said back,voice also soft. "Love fades. Mine has."

"The trick. . .is to find the balance between the bright colors of humor and the serious issues of identity, self-loathing, and the possibility for intimacy and love when it seems no longer possible or, sadder yet, no longer necessary."

"Sadness is but a wall between two gardens."

"Sometimes I think if we didn’t have these problems the whole world would stop spinning on her axis, we’d all stop spinning on our axises, axes, or whatever you want to call them, and then we’d have to settle into the nasty business of finding a way to be happy."

"A poet should be so crafty with words that he is envied even for his pains."