His eyes were closing again, all of their own accord, so that he lay in red, pain-filled darkness. It occured to him that he was dying and he didn’t care.
‘He’s alive!’ Blue said again ‘He’s breathing!’
‘I can’t see him breathing.
Tag: fantasy tragedy young-adult
I’d accepted my judgment without question. Agreed to live a mortal life. I didn’t know my memories would come with me; didn’t know I’d relive them every day.
Death would have been more merciful.
Tag: romance tragedy ya angels-and-demons
Cass pulls from my embrace, her mind reaching into my heart. Pain, anger, confusion pass through her eyes. My pain. My anger. My confusion. She swallows hard. “Because?”
“Because I traded it all, my heart, my memories, everything. For her.
Tag: tragedy ya angels-and-demons-love
I was thinking about all these things and more, but I wasn't really thinking about them at all. They were just there, floating around in the back of my mind, thinking about themselves. What I was really thinking about, of course, was Lucas.
Kevin BrooksTag: love death tragedy young-adult love-story
It is at the family fireside, often under the shelter of the law itself, that the real tragedies of life are acted; in these days traitors wear gloves, scoundrels cloak themselves in public esteem, and their victims die broken-hearted, but smiling to the last. What I have just related to you is almost an every-day occurrence; and yet you profess astonishment.
Émile GaboriauО Зевс! Зачем ты создавал жену?
И это зло с его фальшивым блеском
Лучам небес позволил обливать?
Иль для того, чтоб род людской продолжить,
Ты обойтись без женщины не мог?
Иль из своих за медь и злато храмов
Иль серебро не мог бы сыновей
Ты продавать, чего который стоит,
Освободив жилища нам от жен?
Что жены зло, мне доказать не трудно.
Родной отец за дочерью, ее
Взлелеявши, чужому человеку
Приданое дает - освободи
Его от дочки только. Муж, конечно,
Отравленной украсив розой сад,
Ей восхищен бывает. Точно куклу
Иль алмаз фальшивый, он жену
Старается оправить подороже.
Но и мужей жена нищит, и только.
И хорошо, кому попалось в дом
Ничтожное творенье, чтоб ни злого,
Ни доброго придумать не могла.
Но умницы!.. Избави боже, если
В ней на вершок побольше, чем в других,
Ума, излишек этот Афродите
На пользу лишь - коварством станет он.
Напротив, та, которая природой
Обижена жена, по крайней мере,
На хитрости Киприды не пойдет.
I do have a point to all this,” she continues. “There are like twenty people in that waiting room right now. Some of them are related to you. Some of them are not. But we’re all your family.” She stops now. Leans over me so that the wisps of her hair tickle my face. She kisses me on the forehead. “You still have a family,” she whispers.
Gayle FormanTag: inspirational family tragedy young-adult
Anything that lights your world leaves it dark once it's gone.
Ashly LorenzanaTag: life happiness loss darkness light tragedy
Tragedy is when someone ends up dead.
Everything else is just a bump in the road.
We are rational creatures, Professor Jove explained; hope is irrational. We thus set ourselves up for one dispiriting fall after the next. Anger and depression are not diseases or dysfunctions or anomalies; they are perfectly rational responses to the myriad avoidable disappointments that begin in a thoroughly irrational hope.
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