Enslavement of the heart is worse than enslavement of the body
ابن تيميةTags: sadness
The interesting thing about grief, I think, is that it is its own size. It is not the size of you. It is its own size. And grief comes to you. You know what I mean? I’ve always liked that phrase “He was visited by grief,” because that’s really what it is. Grief is its own thing. It’s not like it’s in me and I’m going to deal with it. It’s a thing, and you have to be okay with its presence. If you try to ignore it, it will be like a wolf at your door.
Stephen ColbertTags: sadness grief depression
Percy, let me go" she croaked. "You can't pull me up."
His face was white with effort. She could see in his eyes that he knew it was hopeless.
"Never," he said. He looked up at Nico, fifteen feet above.
"The other side, Nico! We'll see you there. Understand?"
Nico's eyes widened. "But-"
"Lead them!" Percy shouted. "Promise me!"
"I-I will."
Below them, the voice laughed in the darkness. Sacrifices. Beautiful sacrifices to wake the goddess.
Percy tightened his grip on Annabeth's wrist. His face was gaunt, scraped and bloody, his hair dusted with cobwebs, but when he locked eyes with her, she thought he had never looked more handsome.
"We're staying together," he promised. "You're not getting away from me. Never again."
Only then did she understand what would happen. A one-way trip. A very hard fall.
"As long as we're together," she said.
She heard Nico and Hazel still screaming for help. She saw sunlight far, far above- maybe the last sunlight she would ever see.
Then Percy let go of his ledge, and together, holding hands, he and Annabeth fell into the endless darkness.
Tags: sadness
-Ouve esta música? É a expressão da minha vida: uma partitura admirável, estragada por um horrível, por um infame executante...
Mário de Sá-CarneiroTags: life sadness depression
Love is a Beautiful Thing that makes us to Adjust ourselves Forcely
Avinash Babu AnandTags: love sadness relationships sad love-relationships relationship-quotes
The sky cries for those filled with sadness
Sonya WatsonTags: sadness love-hurts
There is no greater sorrow than to recall in misery the time when we were happy.
Dante AlighieriTags: sadness sorrow memories misery
A tear rolled down my cheek
And more came down
Until tears rolled down like a stream.
My eyes were blind with tears for you.
They washed my eyes till I could see.
Sadness is not the beginning or end of a process, but the lag between pleasure and happiness.
IsraTags: happiness sadness between lag-pleasure
It was the face of a human being who’d been constructed exclusively of wounds. Not time or history or ambition, nothing but wounds. The face of a person who could probably kill someone without feeling anything whatsoever.
Ryū MurakamiTags: pain humanity murder sadness apathy loneliness emotions depression mental-illness
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