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This is what happens when you look back to happiness, this pain, this heart-break, this discontent

This is what we're like. We are broken individuals, committing to what will be a broken union in a broken world.

This life is ironic: for it takes pain to discover pleasure; it takes sadness to know happiness; it takes war to value peace; and it takes hatred to treasure love. [Culled from: "Amara & The Strange Elderly Woman"]

This man has the same kind of charm, the kind that suggests weakness, the kind that indicates how sad he will always make her feel. There is something dependable, unfailing in this sort of sadness.

This mournful and restless sound was a fit accompaniment to my meditations.

This morning I awoke drowning in sadness. Sleepily, I probed my heart looking for a cause. Then, rising from the dream, I took possession of my feelings and gave them back to God - the only Source of my life. And that feeling of sadness - redeemed - became a deeply felt compassion, a determination to make a difference….

This time around I was so lonely that I was forced to be face to face with myself. Realizing at the end of the day I only have me and I didn't seem to like my own company. I decided to I had to make myself into someone I can live with.

This susceptibility to impressions had been his undoing, no doubt. Still at his age he had, like a boy or a girl even, these alternations of mood; good days, bad days, for no reason whatever, happiness from a pretty face, downright misery at the sight of a frump.

This was our ritual as we waited for our lives to truly begin and I think now that maybe true sweetness can only happen in limbo. I don't know why. Is it because we are so unsure, so tentative and waiting? Like it needs that much room, that much space to expand. The not knowing anything really, the hoping, the aching transience: This is not real, not really, and so we let it alone, let it unfold lightly. Those times that can fly...While we waited...to do the real work of living. She also confessed that in an odd way she was happier here than she'd ever been. Even with all the loss. Happier "being" whatever that was. Than "waiting.

This will be a winter so desolate, only memory can fill the emptiness

This world is too big to only care about skin, hair and looks. There is too much going on around us all the time. This universe doesn’t stop for you and me, this world is not going to end with our worthless anxiety and sadness. Don’t put your happiness in someone else’s hands. Just because someone tells you that you are not beautiful doesn’t make you an ugly person from within overnight.

Thomas had never seen anything like her in his life, and he knew, with a beautiful sort of sadness, that he never would again.

Those who know you see your tears even in the rain.

Though I never really had you…. … to me you will always be the one that got away.

Though it’s reasons to burn may vary... you are always the fuel of my fire.

Though his death would not fill me with any sense of sadness, I would probably feel the loss. Even enemies are part of one.

Thoughts can only hurt you with your permission, feelings can only wound you with your consent, experiences can only damage you with your authorization; life can only ruin you with your approval.

Though we are emotional beings, we are not our emotions. Remember this the next time you find yourself struggling.

Though these words will never find you, I hope that you knew I was thinking of you today….. and that I was wishing you every happiness. Love Always, The girl you loved once.

Though the world was hazy, all I could think about was love. And how I'd never had it. How I would never understand what it felt like to fall asleep knowing another person was thinking of you. I would never have someone touch the small of my back as they steered me through a crowd. I would never know the contour of someone's face off-by-heart, and yet not be bored with it. And, as I sank to the grey, chewing-gum stained carpet, all I could think was how sad that was.

Through a veil of tears I watched the city get smaller and smaller. It was funny, because it sort of felt as if my heart was doing the same thing.

Through the anger came something I recognized; the sadness that can result from too many years absorbing the poison of others. - Alex Delaware on Dr. Lehmann

Through this evening of sentences cut short because their completed meaning was always sorrow, of normal life dissolved to tears, the chords of Beethoven sounded serenely.

Tieto upposi sydämeen kahvaa myöten, ja nyt tiedän omakohtaisesti rakkauden hinnan. Se on suru.

Time don't have heart emotions and feelings

Time they say is a great healer, but in this case, I am not sure that is true.

Tina nods sagely and says yes and then something in Plautdietsch, probably something like heck yeah do we ever know what sad is. Sadness is what holds our bones in place.

Titingin ako ng walang kapaguran Magmamasid, ng buong pag-asam Kahit pa ang mga mata mo ay bintana ng aking kamatayan ***from her poem 'Titingnan Kita' (1997)

To appreciate pleasure some had to experience pain; to appreciate joy some had to experience sorrow; to appreciate love some had to experience heartache; and to experience freedom some had to experience fear.

To be a bear and love a she-bear, that would not be such a bad life, and would, at least, be a far better one than to keep his reason and his thoughts, with all the rest that made him human, and yet live on alone, unloved, in sadness.

To be an American is to be accosted by bigotry and enmity for the rights that you were told to appreciate.

To be forgotten by the one to whom you never forget is the worst thing ever happens.

Toby looked so miserable the soldiers gathered around him for support. They sang a revised version of their company song: Buckle for your dust, boys, no flakey diddy-bopping. Stay tight, and fight the Grimhilda Red Alert. The second line was adaptable to any situation: the day before it had included references to grizzly bears.

Today again I stopped myself. I thought to give you a little more time. Possibly this isn't yet an efficacious juncture for us, want you to have some more experiences in your life, walk a little more with that upper false lounge which is, served in your path. At every new turn, you will find a partner who will the then leave you with the fleeting satisfaction. You have to get involved with them, Cherish yourself, do entertain with the spark, but do not let you open your heart for them. Otherwise, it will destroy you. Do not look back now .. I want you to walk a little more and you can. Do not let the happiness of your loves achievements drunken with your friends, if it results, your nervousness will wake me up if your dunk eyes got closed. Do not make me come close to you. If you got sleepy, then these sands will make a more distance with my dark fate. You will be free from those memories that could disrupt the mind. While going ahead, now you will not be in the sorrow of losing or leaving something behind, there is no one coming along either. I know, The path will still be a bit tricky but this heart is so sure that you will not stop like mine. You have to go on challenging these sands and realizing your dreams by reprimand with the time and gladly, you know when you will look in the sky, a star will always brighten more by the lightening of your eyes. And for that, I want you to walk a little more and you will, for us. I believe this is not too deserted from where you have begun, as the wind never flows only in one direction likewise it will change her way. The picture will change and the attitude, the whole chapter will make a new start and there will be more bright colors when we meet at the end of the last rock of the Mountain which was created by our endeavors. And from there will take one step further, for the way of a new journey, we will in the air surrounded by nature, feeling the peace, an inner joy, and a great pleasure. There is no ground under the feet and yes now you can feel me. With all this, you will feel the pressure of the air more as we go down, you will find difficulty in breathing as well but you will be Hassle-Free when you look into my eyes, go on... Don't be afraid of anything, be with me and hold me tight as if you have this as the last moment of your life, keep on looking into my eyes, Now we are getting into the water not with so much relief, but by splitting off it. Water has sprung up and has gone deep. We landed deeply inside it, now at any chance, no matter how much difficult it will just hold my hand and breath. Trust me, this will going to be your best experience yet. Slowly your eyes will be closed, there will be an ointment, the deep blue water of the sea will feel a sense of peace and then little bubbles will release from the center of your lips. Do not panic, I'll get close to the raising heartbeat of your heart, you will have the feel of our togetherness. Also, time to start a new phase with opening your eyes and the moment you rise up from the water, the bright white lovely rays will be on your face, the light from the window which will now be on your face will be our new morning. So do not wait now, steal your time and present it to you so that, now when I hear you, life should be fulfilled. And we too...

Today I saw shooting Star was looking totally like me (broken), But nothing happen to the Moon, was exactly like you

Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example,'The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.' The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through nights like this one I held her in my arms I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too. How could one not have loved her great still eyes. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. To hear the immense night, still more immense without her. And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. What does it matter that my love could not keep her. The night is shattered and she is not with me. This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. My sight searches for her as though to go to her. My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. The same night whitening the same trees. We, of that time, are no longer the same. I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her. My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before. Her voide. Her bright body. Her inifinite eyes. I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long. Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms my sould is not satisfied that it has lost her. Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer and these the last verses that I write for her.

Today my uncle died.and i am not feeling sad because he is dead.i am sad about that i can never see him alive again in my whole life.

Today’s storms usher in tomorrow’s sunshine.

Today's tears sweep the road to tomorrow's blessings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Tongue on your words to taste you there Couldn’t   read what you had never written there Played your message over feeling bad Played your message over it was all I had To tell me what and wherefore this is what it said: I’m tired of you asking me why I’m tired of words like the chatter of birds Give me a pass, let me just get by

Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. To hear the immense night, still more immense without her, And the verse falls to the snow like dew to the pasture.

To overcome the sadness of our hearts, we must remember the joys of our lives.

Toward dawn we shared with you your hour of desolation, the huge lingering passion of your unearthly out cry, as you swung your blind head towards us and laboriously opened a bloodshot, glistening eye, in which we swam with terror and recognition.

Trees lose their leaves in blizzards like these.

Tragedy is a conspiracy created by your soul so that you abandon your body and die.

Training?'Clary echoed."But we trained yesterday." "Some of us have to train everyday,Clary."Jace didnt sound angry,but there was a harshness to his tone,and Clary flushed."Ill see you later,"he added without looking at her,and practically flung himself toward the door. As it shut behind him,Clary reached up and angerily yanked the pins out of her hair.It cascaded in tangles down around her shoulders. "Clary,"Luke said gently.He stood up."What are you doing?" "My hair."She yanked the last pin,hard.Her eyes were shining,and simon could tell she was forcibly wiling herself not to cry."I dont want to wear it like this.It looks stupid." 'No,it dosent'Luke said

Tragic tales rarely do make sense.

Trong một góc lặng của ICU, tôi bắt đầu nghiêm túc suy ngẫm về những điều đau khổ mà tôi đã cố lờ đi trong suốt ngày hôm nay. Sẽ như thế nào nếu tôi ở lại? Sẽ như thế nào nếu tỉnh dậy và mồ côi? Sẽ không bao giờ ngửi thấy mùi tẩu thuốc của bố? Không bao giờ đứng bên mẹ thủ thỉ tâm sự mỗi khi rửa bát? Không bao giờ đọc cho Teddy một chương mới của Harry Potter? Sống mà không có họ? Tôi không chắc đây còn là thế giới mà tôi thuộc về nữa hay không. Tôi không chắc mình có muốn tỉnh lại hay không.

True strength is knowing that you don't have to be strong every single second of the day.