The gloom encroaches upon my mind, and my heart flutters like a bird held fast in a fist. — Hannah Kent Copy Share Image
It is not fitting, when one is in God's service, to have a gloomy face or a chilling look. — Francis of Assisi Copy Share Image
“This is the real way a friendship ends. Not with some huge screaming row, but with a gradual withdrawal. You’d think it… — Cat Clarke Copy Share Image
There have been many sad times in my life, but the deaths among my close family have been heartbreaking. — Amanda Redman Copy Share Image
I love Stevie Wonder for his sense of rapture in the music. He can swing through a zappy tune, lift your heart,… — Tim Pigott-Smith Copy Share Image
When the heart grows weary, all things seem dreary; When the burden grows heavy, the way seems long. Thank God for sending… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
It would be a sad day if we British stopped being cynical, but you sometimes wonder whether we overdo it. — Boris Johnson Copy Share Image
I feel both happy and sad in my life... Life is neither comedy nor tragedy. And so I just wanted to work… — Cord Jefferson Copy Share Image
“When fall comes to town, lovers, letters, and leaves reunite on the sidewalks, broken, burnt, and brown.” — Akash Mandal Copy Share Image
“Pets reflect you like mirrors. When you are happy, you can see your dog smiling and when you are sad, your cat… — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“She wasn't a cruel Bird. But her heart ached so badly for these sad, broken birds that, just as the Puppeteer had… — Katherine Catmull Copy Share Image
I wanted to die, then. I wanted to destroy the body I was trapped in, become what she was, no matter what… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! And all… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“I am living in hell from one day to the next. But there is nothing I can do to escape. I don't… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Where had they all gone to, he often pondered; those threads he had once held together, how far had they scattered, some… — James Hilton Copy Share Image
“Someday I will pick up shells of every colour And probably even rob the sea of its wonder Yet I won't find… — Sanhita Baruah Copy Share Image
To his eyes all seemed beautiful, but to me a tinge of melancholy lay upon the countryside, which bore so clearly the… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
She stay all night long watching her kids while they're sleeping ,Staring at her husband picture hanging in the wall while sh's… — Miss Leto Copy Share Image
