Top 100 Sad And Death Quotes
#1. I hoped they saw right through my death mask to my sad and fiery soul, though I doubt they saw me at all.
Ottessa Moshfegh
#2. He was no stranger to brutal death. Both as sheriff and as a cop on Chicago's south side, he'd seen his share of dying. Murder, accident, overdose - it happened in many ways, but the end was the same. Something sad and confusing left behind. Only the shape of life, only the empty outline.
William Kent Krueger
#3. Another lover hits the universe. The circle is broken. But with death comes rebirth. And like all lovers and sad people, I am a poet.
Allen Ginsberg
#4. Teddy wondered, and not for the first time, not by a long shot, if this was the day that missing her would finally be too much for him.
Dennis Lehane
#5. There is a silence so great that I can hear the ice crystals cracking and falling from eyelashes of girls who will never blink again.
Lauren DeStefano
#6. By seizing every opportunity for kindness, forgiveness, healing, and love that crosses my path each day, I hope that my death, although perhaps sad for some, will be gracefully concluded.
Lisa J. Shultz
#7. We weep for gladness, weep for grief;
The tears they are the same;
We sigh for longing, and relief;
The sighs have but one name,
And mingled in the dying strife,
Are moans that are not sad
The pangs of death are throbs of life,
Its sighs are sometimes glad.
George MacDonald
#8. No sense of the irony of human experience, that we are the highest form of life on earth, and yet ineffably sad because we know what no other animal knows, that we must die.
Don DeLillo
#9. You are going to end up as one of those sad old men who poke around in rubbish bins."
"I'm going to end up in a hole in the ground ... And so are you. So are we all.
J.M. Coetzee
#10. Now that Karen has been resurrected, I can travel beyond the black mirror. I can discover who I have lost with the
floating hearts and severed heads of my medicine. I must now whisper my other friends back too. I'm sad they're gone ... sad and blue.
Nicholaus Patnaude
#11. Love is like a flower. Its upright when its in harmony and withered when its dead.
Dalia
#12. Isolation, for him, had become a basic sine qua non for existence and loneliness, his sole companion like a perfectly faithful twin. He was someone for whom even happiness would cry for, mourning the death of his sentiments and murdering the existence of his soul.
Faraaz Kazi
#13. And nothing can we call our own but death
And that small model of the barren earth
Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground
And tell sad stories of the death of kings.
William Shakespeare
#14. The birth, death, and resurrection of Jesus means that one day everything sad will come untrue ...
J.R.R. Tolkien
#15. Understanding comes with life. As a man grows he sees life and death, he is happy and sad, he works, plays, meets people - sometimes it takes a lifetime to acquire understanding, because in the end understanding simply means having sympathy for people.
Rudolfo Anaya
#16. We only live once. We all have an expiration date after that we will never come again. I am not saying that to make you sad. I am saying that so you can cherish each moment in your life and be grateful that you are here and you are Special
Pablo
#17. What is it like when you lose someone you love?" Jane asked.
"You die, too. And you wait around for your body to catch up.
John Scalzi
#18. We live in a very entertaining world, but the sad fact is that so much of that entertainment is fruitless and empty. Only building nothing but failure and sadness.
Auliq Ice
#19. The world was alive, the sky descending; our times were lullabies and sad goodbyes.
Nicholaus Patnaude
#20. I took one look at his composed face and know he doesn't understand,
because if he did understand, he would be weeping, too, for this boy who loved a world that never loved him.
Marta Acosta
#21. One rational voice is dumb: over a grave
The household of Impulse mourns one dearly loved.
Sad is Eros, builder of cities,
And weeping anarchic Aphrodite.
W. H. Auden
#22. He strode with the weight of robbed innocence and a stolen childhood, for a life time of pain and anger, of terror and death."
- Frank Balenger
David Morrell
#23. Return ye children of men was the word spoken at the Fall by which God decreed the death of every man, and no added word has He needed to speak. The sad procession of mankind across the face of the earth from birth to the grave is proof that His original Word was enough.
A.W. Tozer
#24. None of the hymns that filled the air were about Jesus' sacrifice or death. I heard no sad songs and instinctively knew that there are no sad songs in heaven.
Don Piper
#25. It is sad to fill a grave with a person full of potential yet completely emptied of anymore possibility to try it once again.
Johnnie Dent Jr.
#26. Like the roller coaster of life ... novels aren't fun without ups and downs and even an occasional loop.
Carmen DeSousa
#27. There does seem to me something sad in life. It is hard to say what it is. I don't mean the sorrow that we all know, like illness and poverty and death. No, it is something different. It is there, deep down, deep down, part of one, like one's breathing.
Katherine Mansfield
#28. In her room death would come as a friend, a friend with cool gentle hands ...
Mary Higgins Clark
#29. Well I mean I think everybody was devastated because my last day on set was my death scene and so it was just sad altogether because my character was taking her last breath and I was kind of taking my last breath of air on set with everybody so it's definitely very sad.
Willow Shields
#30. As he walked, the sad faded leaves were driven pitilessly around him by the wind, and under the mingling influences of autumn and evening, a craving for the quietude of the grave ... overtook him with unwanted intensity.
Georges Rodenbach
#31. I think that there are a lot of really beautiful Christmas carols, and then sometimes there are horrible renditions of them that are played to death in malls that make me sad. I try to avoid stores where they're playing bad versions of Christmas songs on repeat.
Gillian Jacobs
#32. It's an odd thing to be sad about someone in death that you never really cared for in life and a thing that chooses its own moment to sneak up on you - usually
Mark Lawrence
#33. Paris was sad. One of the saddest towns: weary of its now-mechanical sensuality, weary of the tension of money, money, money, weary even of resentment and conceit, just weary to death, and still not sufficiently Americanized or Londonized to hide the weariness under a mechanical jig-jig-jig!
D.H. Lawrence
#34. It would be wrong to refuse to face the fact that everything is fundamentally sick and sad.
Thomas Bernhard
#35. My parents were mourning the death of my sister. She was killed in a car accident before I was born, and I didn't know she existed until I was 13 or 14 years old. I knew I was growing up in a house where people were angry and sad.
Andrew Hudgins
#36. Our chiefs are killed ... The little children are freezing to death ... My people have no blankets, no food ... My heart is sick and sad ... I will fight no more forever.
Chief Joseph
#37. ...and when we die
we die alone
I cry, I cry alone
Like a piece of stone
I am thrown
into the wavy ocean of life
to atone...to atone
Only to atone...
Munia Khan
#38. Tis torture, and not mercy. Heaven is here Where Juliet lives, and every cat and dog And little mouse, every unworthy thing, Live here in heaven and may look on her, But Romeo may not.
William Shakespeare
#39. Feathers!" spluttered Sargatanas. "Feathers are for the birds, my boy. Flaking, peeling, scale-ridden wings, now that's what real beings wear. I'll tell you a secret." He said, and drew me closer. "The eternal pain at having known Paradise and lost it is priceless. I wouldn't swap it for anything.
George Pendle
#40. A world where parents die and brothers die and nothing stops to respect that fact. The whole universe just goes and goes as if nothing has happened...
Colleen Hoover
#41. Many, if not most, Americans can imagine a fate worse than death, and it is a seemingly interminable process of dying. For them, it is frightening that politicians can find ways to interject themselves into this sad process.
John C. Danforth
#42. I don't feel so sad when somebody dies, Julio, because they fly away to explore the stars and planets. When it's our turn we join them in exploring the universe.
Gilbert Hernandez
#43. If death were the exception and not the rule, and we were not so swiftly to follow, these separations would be intolerably sad. We know no more of our next change of life than we knew of this before we were born into it; but that which we call death is merely change, who can doubt?
Celia Thaxter
#44. I wasn't glad that I hadn't died. And I wasn't sad that I hadn't. I wasn't anything.
Kathleen Rooney
#45. Time doesn't heal all wounds. We both know that's bullshit; it comes from people who have nothing comforting or original to say.
Adam Silvera
#46. Isn't it sad that so often it takes facing death to appreciate life and each other fully?
Esther Earl
#48. A fearful sob suddenly rises in my throat as I think of what it will be like without her, to not have her warm chest to lie against, to not have her kind face to look into, lost in a darkness without a mother to turn to and her here, daughterless.
Annie Fisher
#49. No one could have survived that fall. Not even a supernatural being. Not even the son of Satan. He lay there, unmoving, and I could not wrap my head around it.
Darynda Jones
#50. And the hermit's spirit detaches itself, ever so gently, and begins its lonely passage upward, to find its final resting place among the stars.
Eleanor Catton
#51. Your friend the Turtle... He died a few years ago. The old idiot puked inside his shell and choked to death on a galaxy or two. Very sad, don't you think? But also quite bizarre.
Stephen King
#52. Ignore those that make you fearful and sad, that degrade you back towards disease and death.
Rumi
#53. Death rode the sky, alright," Adrian summarized of that day, in a sad tone of resignation that was repeated in the voice of one survivor after another. "I can close my eyes right now and see that tornado picking up the old Ross place, and just blowing it up.
Angela Mason
#54. Sad, slow music in the small hours of the morning isn't just sad and slow music. It's a narration. And through the myriad of morning dew, we are the twinkling stars that fade with the rising sun.
Dave Matthes
#55. I can usually tell when a woman is going through a divorce because they look so gaunt and tired and sad. It's just a huge sadness. It's horrible. It's like death. You mourn, but the person's still there.
Andie MacDowell
#56. It is this, not the spirits, that frightens us; shall we never be free, even after we die?
Emilie Autumn
#57. I realized that whilst crying over the loss, the living did not seem adequate because they were not my loved one. The room full of strangers hurt me profusely. Even as I saw thousands of young people; I felt incomplete and more saddened because the one I wanted to see was buried.
Phindiwe Nkosi
#58. We are Sex Bob-Omb and we are here to make you think about death and get sad and stuff!
Bryan Lee O'Malley
#59. She knew for a fact that she wasn't going to sit around and wait for some miracle to happen. She wasn't going to watch the storm in front of her and pretend like nothing had happened. Yes, Allah is expecting her to be patient and keep on marching forward
Diyar Harraz
#60. Is it not true that no two human beings understand anything whatsoever about each other, that those who consider themselves bosom friends may be utterly mistaken about their fellow and, failing to realize this sad truth throughout a lifetime, weep when they read in the newspapers about his death?
Osamu Dazai
#61. And the sad fact is that the church, both now and at far too many times in its history, has found it easier to act as if it were selling the sugar of moral and spiritual achievement rather than the salt ofJesus' passion and death.
Robert Farrar Capon
#62. [Children] just cannot be sad too long, it is not in them, as children mourn in little bits here and there like patchwork in their lives.
Nancy E. Turner
#63. Before the battle they had been discussing whether there might be life after death, and Windham and Rochester had made a pact that if there was, the first to die would come back and tell the other. But, said Rochester, he [Windham] never did.
Jenny Uglow
#64. It was a hurting tune, resigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black against the brilliant sky, Fire's fiddle cried out for the dead, and for the living who stay behind to say goodbye.
Kristin Cashore
#65. I miss you so much! And while this hole in my heart will never be filled again, I find comfort knowing that you are nestled within the loving embrace of God ... and that I was blessed to know you ... even if only for a little while.
Steve Maraboli
#66. I knelt in front of life, folded my hands and prayed for some more time; there couldn't be any. My heart bled and so did my tearful eyes.
Time, they say, flies, but I saw it slowly passing by taking each of my tardy breaths with it as it walked out of my life ...
Sanhita Baruah
#67. Cast up
the heart flops over
gasping 'Love'
a foolish fish which tries to draw
its breath from flesh of air
And no one there to hear its death
among the sad bushes
where the world rushes by
in a blather of asphalt and delay
Lawrence Ferlinghetti
#68. Here is the story of how I died. I wish it were a glamorous story; sadly, there was little glamour in my death. The end for everyone is much the same, sad, lonely, and cold. Only, most people don't wake up again, I did. And I was hungry, so bloody hungry.
L.A. Kennedy
#69. Death. It's around more than people realize. Because no one wants to talk about it or hear about it. It's too sad. Too painful. Too hard. The list of reasons is endless.
Jessica Sorensen
#70. Don't feel sad. The only certain thing in life ... is death itself. She's free from her body and her soul is ready to take on another new life, so she can continue on until she becomes light, just like the stars.
Grace Fiorre
#71. Halloween put me on the map, and I'm very sad to hear of his death.
John Carpenter
#72. Death casts its shadow, leaving our hearts sad and tainting our world with fear.
Debbie Howells
#73. And at the closing of the day
She loosed the chain, and down she lay;
The broad stream bore her far away,
The Lady of Shallot.
Alfred Tennyson
#74. Child of the kindly West, I have come to know, if more of us valued your ways - food and cheer above hoarded gold - it would be a merrier world. But sad or merry, I must leave it now. Farewell.
J.R.R. Tolkien
#75. My father, my father, and dost thou not hear
The words that the Erl-King now breathes in mine ear?
'Be calm, dearest child, 'tis thy fancy deceives;
Tis the sad wind that sighs through the withering leaves.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
#76. Death, as has been established, holds little fear - it is but the flesh. The mind is the source of what we are, and it was the mind that they were determined to destroy.
Claire North
#77. My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and sadness for me. I was practically devastated beyond recovery.
Brooke Shields
#78. This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad.
William Shakespeare
#79. Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
William Cowper
#80. Those who believed in the Good Lord, for whom death was just a journey, and it didn't make them sad at all
Francois Lelord
#81. Death doesn't make you sad- it makes you empty. That's what's so bad about it. All of your charms and beliefs and funny habits fall fast through a big black hole, and suddenly you know they're gone because just as suddenly, there's nothing left at all inside.
Jonathan Carroll
#82. Stop it," I said. "Just stop it!" I knew I was starting to cry and I was so sick, sick, sick to death of all those sad damned tears I had inside me. How could I have so many tears living there, in my body? How could they fit? When was it going to stop? When?
Benjamin Alire Saenz
#83. Man's feeble race what ills await!
Labour, and Penury, the racks of Pain,
Disease, and Sorrow's weeping train,
And Death, sad refuge from the storms of Fate!
Thomas Gray
#84. Ana was the original sad girl. She held the unofficial title long before her death. We all became sad girls after that. At her funeral, everyone wore black because it was customary and because it was the color that best defined Ana.
Lang Leav
#85. Life is both sad and solemn. We are led into a wonderful world, we meet one another here, greet each other - and wander together for a brief moment. Then we lose each other and disappear as suddenly and unreasonably as we arrived.
Jostein Gaarder
#86. When [our secrets] are sad and hurtful secrets, like my father's death, we can in a way honor the hurt by letting ourselves feel it as we never let ourselves feel it before, and then, having felt it, by laying it aside; we can start to take care of ourselves the way we take care of people we love.
Frederick Buechner
#87. He asked me once what I wanted when I died, what I wanted out of life, and I told him I just wanted more happy memories than sad ones.
R. YS Perez
#88. If they (the young pilots) are on land, they would be bombed down, and if they are in the air, they would be shot down. That's sad ... Too sad ... To let the young men die beautifully, that's what Tokko is. To give beautiful death, that's called sympathy.
Takijiro Onishi
#89. Death is sad, but to those closest to the deceased it is greater than that, it is a catastrophe, an off-the-Richter-scale, ground-shaking earthquake, a gale force fuck hurricane, a three-story-high rolling tsunami that knocks you flat, sweeps you away and strips you bare.
Anonymous
#90. Can the beautiful be sad? Is beauty inseparable from the ephemeral and hence from mourning? Or else is the beautiful object the one that tirelessly returns following destructions and wars in order to bear witness that there is survival after death, that immortality is possible?
Julia Kristeva
#91. I look up, and Jackson's eyes find mine. For a second, it almost feels like we're about to race into the hole to join you. Being buried alive has got to be better than whatever comes next.
Adam Silvera
#92. I could not escape a feeling that this was my own funeral, and you do not cry in that case.
John Knowles
#93. When you're sad and when you're lonely and you haven't got a friend, just remember that death is not the end.
Bob Dylan
#94. The love song I wrote that day... I got embarrassed and never sang it for her.
Oh yeah... I'll sing it to her when I go home.
I'll go home.
I'll hurry home.
Inio Asano
#95. So sad is this that nigh to all are ignorant to the pain and death caused by the hands of evil.
Michelle A. Lammers
#96. T nightfall, at
the oppressive moment of transition, a storm of carnivorous mosquitoes rose
out of the swamps, and a tender breath of human shit, warm and sad, stirred
the certainty of death in the depths of one's soul.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
#97. And he would put his arms around her and hold her, but he had no idea what to tell her. In his mind, Gregor knew how to kill things, not bring them back ti life.
Suzanne Collins
#98. Human comedy is more profound than tragedy. In tragedy we die and it is very sad. In comedy we avoid death, and it is even sadder.
Jennifer Stone
#99. Among the many signs of a lively faith and hope we have in eternal life, one of the surest is not being overly sad at the death of those whom we dearly love in our Lord.
Saint Ignatius
#100. We are saddened to hear of the untimely death of Christian Audigier. It is a sad end to a brilliant marketer; his incredible energy and vision brought my artwork to global attention.
Don Ed Hardy
