Coffee shops are everywhere, especially in Los Angeles, chock full of sad sacks desperate to make sure their screenplays make it into… — Nate Corddry Copy Share Image
Nobody could feel that more than me. I was hurt the most. Nobody felt what I felt. It happened to me and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I expose slavery in this country, because to expose it is to kill it. Slavery is one of those monsters of darkness… — Frederick Douglass Copy Share Image
Tell me that you love me, tell me that you care, even if your lying, its what I need to hear — Ana Copy Share Image
I'm one of those people that, if I'm sad or depressed, I don't talk to people about it. I bottle it in. — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
“It wasn't that she was sad—sadness had very little to do with it, really, considering that most of the time, she felt… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
You know, I think we Indians are afraid to show and celebrate our happiness, lest things change around. But I feel that… — Shahrukh Khan Copy Share Image
“The water under the bridge looked strangely enticing. For a mortuary, it was oddly breathtaking. I felt in tune with all the… — Ellie Fox Copy Share Image
The gloomy months of November, when the people of England hang and drown themselves. — Joseph Addison Copy Share Image
I started writing when I was in school. I wrote essays and in my teen years I used to write sorrowful sad… — Sudha Murty Copy Share Image
If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, its yours. If it doesnt, it never was, and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Thoughtful for Winter’s future sorrow, Its gloom and scarcity; Prescient to-day, of want to-morrow, Toiled quiet Memory. ’Tis she that from each… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
Never say I love you, if you really dont care, never talk about feelings if they arent really there, never hold my… — Ana Copy Share Image
“She had a certain guarded melancholy, no doubt, but no despair" (44).” — Gary A. Haugen Copy Share Image
“And thus, as a closer and still closer intimacy admitted me more unreservedly into recesses if his spirit, the more bitterly did… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Sometimes kindness is taken as weakness..sometimes love is taken as sympathy..they never know d truth never knw reality..they only know what's real… — Re1ncarnated Copy Share Image
“It is your final gift to me: this room where I shall bleed and knit, as spinsters do.” — Jill Alexander Essbaum Copy Share Image
“I was terribly, painfully present in the world, and so far removed from it.” — Lia Habel Copy Share Image
“Or had I come with a far more menial purpose? To find him living alone, waiting for me, craving to be taken… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
No one can actually define love, but you attempt to, and the closest you can get is longing. And that itself has… — Robert Zemeckis Copy Share Image
