Quote by Siegfried Sassoon

His wet white face and miserable eyesBrought nurses to him more than groans and sighs:But hoarse and low and rapid rose and fellHis troubled…

— Siegfried Sassoon

“He felt Death reaching out to him. But all of a sudden there was something else, too: words. Words that relieved the pain, cooled…

— Cornelia Funke

“For himself, he grew desperate; his sorrow was of the king that will not lament, he neither wept nor prayed - he cursed and…

— Emily Brontë

“He believed that faith gives health. He sought to counsel and calm the despairing by pointing out the Man of Resignation, and to transform…

— Victor Hugo

“The words came from him like a sob, a hoarse sound like the death rattle of a dying man; it seemed indeed like the…

— Honoré de Balzac

“Such words he utters, and sick with deep distress he feigns hope on his face, and keeps his anguish hidden deep in his breast.”

— Virgil

“He was incapable of nursing an injustice which would cost him good living to repay, an evil thought which it would undo him to…

— Christina Stead

“Slowed down by a sense of hopelessness in all his decisions and movements, he suffered from bitter sadness, and his incapacity solidified into a…

— Robert Musil

“My eyes moved over his face. His chiseled jaw and high cheekbones twisted in agony. Even writhing he was beautiful, muscles clenching and unclenching,…

— Andrea Cremer

“Flesh, bodies, nerves, legs… things were getting all mixed up in his mind. It seemed to be filled with flesh, cloyed with the sweetish…

— Humphrey Cobb

“He could not talk himself out of pain any longer. He had no one to be strong for. So finally, he cried. He cried…

— Rachel Simon

It was the nature of his profession that his experience with death should be greater than for most and he said that while it…

— Cormac McCarthy