Sad Dark Quotes

#1. We have reduced the kingdom of God to private piety, the victory of the cross to comfort for the conscience, and Easter itself to a happy, escapist ending after a sad, dark tale. Piety, conscience, and ultimate happiness are important, but not nearly as important as Jesus himself.

N. T. Wright

#2. I am waiting to write the poem that is something like a dance movie, the ones populated by fair haired ballerinas with just a little bit of singe to their tulle, not quite as dark as the Natalie Portman one, but girls woefully misunderstood by their parents or harboring dead mothers and sad pasts.

Kristy Bowen

#3. You don't need a sad soul
to feel the beauty of a dead grave
Just stay with the pale moon
when darkness wants the night to be brave

Munia Khan

#4. In this totally dark world, you can't live unless you're needed by someone.

Hotaru Odagiri

#5. In the dark, the little live Christmas tree, two feet tall, sparkled with tiny coloured lights, like the tears I saw glistening in my brother's eyes.

V.C. Andrews

#6. I was sad but it felt like the sadness was pouring out of me instead of poisoning me. I felt like I had been sleeping in the dark, not knowing I was in a coffin until someone pried the lid off. It hurt, but it was good, the way love is supposed to be.

Elliott James

#7. Darling, even raindrops try to wipe my teardrops but your thoughts haul out more tears from my liquid eyes and then teardrops replace raindrops ...

Abhishek Rath

#8. She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.

Neil Gaiman

#9. He put a dark place in me and I can't forgive him for that. But it's a part of me now and how can I regret what I am - though it often makes me sad.

Valerie Martin

#10. Sookan, don't look so sad and dark. I will never stop thinking of you. Nothing will end; nothing ever does. Everything good that touches our lives becomes part of us forever. You know that.

Sook Nyul Choi

#11. Days of absence, sad and dreary,
Clothed in sorrow's dark array, -
Days of absence, I am weary;
She I love is far away.
Poetic Verse by

Jean-Jacques Rousseau

#12. As Believers, we shine brightest in a sad and dark world; like a diamond that illuminates best when placed on black velvet.

Chris Alexander

#13. The tree seemed very sad to be involved in such a thing and it hung its dark head over them.

Karen Foxlee

#14. I can't write a lie; the world of imagination is no good. I objectively capture my own experiences and those of my friends. I want to put true feelings into words. If I make a song when I'm sad, it's a dark one, but I think that's good. No matter when I want to be true to myself.

Ayumi Hamasaki

#15. there was a time I was dark, sad and a recluse
I did not understand why I felt like I did.Then my life changed.
I was diagnosed and suddenly my world made sense.

Tina J. Richardson

#16. Miranda was dark, like a midnight sky. But as she fell, her eyes shone like stars themselves.

Dyls Downs

#17. I survive at the edge of friends circles.

Holly Black

#18. The fresh complexion of former days was gone. A mortal pallor covered those features, which he had known so charming and so gentle, and sorrow had furrowed them into pitiless lines and traced dark and unspeakably sad shadows under her eyes.

Gaston Leroux

#19. Happiness is a treadmill of a goal for people who are not happy by nature. Being an unhappy person does not mean you must be sad or dark. You can be interested instead of happy.

Augusten Burroughs

#20. I think I have a dark view of the world. I have to make everything funny, otherwise it all seems so sad.

Moon Unit Zappa

#21. No time ago
or else a life
walking in the dark
i met christ
jesus)my heart
flopped over
and lay still
while he passed(as
close as i'm to you
yes closer
made of nothing
except loneliness.

E. E. Cummings

#22. When you see the dark clouds, don't feel sad, don't feel bad and don't be afraid because sun is there just behind them!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#23. It is a dark and dirty business, Will Henry. And you are well on your way." He patted my knee, not to congratulate, I think, but to console. His tone was sad and bitter. "You are well on your way.

Rick Yancey

#24. Our windows were dark. The entrance was empty. I walked close to the left wall when I entered, but it was empty: just the stairs curving up into shadows echoes of feet in the sad generations like light dust upon the shadows, my feet waking them like dust, lightly to settle again. I

William Faulkner

#25. Until America, door to door, takes every handgun, this is what you're gonna have. It's pathetic. It really is pathetic. It's sad. We're living in the Dark Ages over there.

Sylvester Stallone

#26. Into each life some rain must fall, Somedays must be dark and sad and dreary.

Louisa May Alcott

#27. In a matter of moments, I awakened to a life that wasn't mine. It was like peering into a dark hidden world that I wasn't supposed to know about and that my mind didn't want to believe existed.

Mike Ericksen

#28. Despereaux turned. He looked up and into the Head Mouse's eyes. They were dark eyes, deep and sad and frightened. And as Despereaux looked into them, his heart thudded once, twice.

Kate DiCamillo

#29. I lock onto his beautiful blue eyes, memorizing his face. The way his eyes crinkle at the corners when he laughs, the way they flash blue when he's happy and grow dark when he's sad. I'll miss his flop of dark hair and his dimples when he smiles.

Elle Strauss

#30. Depression is very real. It'll back you into a dark room, slap you across the face, spit in your eyes, scream in your ears, and punch you in the gut - Until you give in.

Anonymous

#31. The last faint spark
In the self-murdered heart, the wounds of the sad uncomprehending
dark,
The wounds of the baited bear,
The blind and weeping bear whom the keepers beat
On his helpless flesh ... the tears of the hunted hare.

Edith Sitwell

#32. Ava turned to the side, staring out into the dark. In profile, her face was suddenly tired and sad, and Cole felt the urge to wrap himself around her. To protect her from whatever was dragging her down.

Danika Stone

#33. the path your life is stuck on and be free

It's a dark whisper calling to me.

But I'm not brave enough to listen. I'm old enough to know I don't have any special talents. So no matter how depressing... I have to suck it up... And live the life I have.

Inio Asano

#34. While art thrives on the blazing colours of scandal, literature blossoms on the dark soil of tragedy.

E.A. Bucchianeri

#35. I don't think of my songs as sad songs. I think of them as vulnerable and honest. I crack jokes in between songs, so people don't leave feeling too dark.

Mary Lambert

#36. Maybe if the empty space inside her was filled with love there'd be no room for sad and dark things.

Glenda Millard

#37. Oh, it is sad for a poor Christian to stand at the door of the promise, in the dark night of affliction, afraid to draw the latch, whereas he should then come boldly for shelter as a child into his father's house.

William Gurnall

#38. Rather than crying & craving for those who left our path during dark moments of our life, lets spend some time to thank them who stood and helped us to pass those dark paths.

Nehali Lalwani

#39. For a moment the dark and fearsomely sad thoughts which inhabit her mind grow even sadder and darker; Lisey thinks they will either kill her or drive her insane.

Stephen King

#40. Wrists are made for bracelets, not cutting.

Kellin Quinn

#41. It feels really sad, to me, to go to a dark bedroom. It's like surrendering to the night or something.

James Franco

#42. I flinched when his hands lifted, although it was more of a reaction to everything that had been happening to me, not necessarily because he was Death. He stilled. "You're sad," he said. "Let me help you."
"There isn't anything you can do."
"I can comfort you.

H.D. Smith

#43. Loving you was like jumping into the dark side of a pool, and drowning.

Lori Jenessa Nelson

#44. Being an unhappy person does not mean you must be sad or dark. You can be interested instead of happy. You can be fascinated instead of happy.

Augusten Burroughs

#45. How very dull our lives would be without literature! How very much dark and poor, how so sad and empty the world would be!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

#46. (The baby sneezed. Wulf jumped as fire shot out of its nostrils and almost singed his leg.)
Excuse me. I almost made Dark-Hunter barbecue, which would be really sad 'cause I ain't got no barbecue sauce with me. (Simi)

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#47. I wanted to capture time through how food and I were getting along at any given moment. That necessitated writing some dark stuff, some sad stuff, and a lot of painful memories, because my life has often been dark, sad, and painful. I didn't want to sugarcoat anything.

Kate Christensen

#48. The mad King, the bad King, the sad King. Ring-a-ding-ding, all hail the King!

Stephen King

#49. The sky was electric blue above the trees but the yard felt dark. Stephanie went to the edge of the lawn and sat her forehead on her knees. The grass and soil were still warm from the day. She wanted to cry but she couldn't. The feeling was too deep.

Jennifer Egan

#50. I started writing poetry when I was six. I had this teacher who didn't believe the poems I'd bring in were mine because they were dark and sad. But I wrote about what I experienced in my childhood.

Mariah Carey

#51. In his dark story collection Poachers, Tom Franklin, who once worked in a grit factory, offers the sad and sorry lives of people stuck in the back-waters of the Alabama River, who tend to subsist on a steady diet of moon-shine and stale crackers.

Nancy Pearl

#52. She had never had a daydream that dreamed itself, like nightmares. That crawled out of her brain like a creature of the dark. A daymare.

Caroline B. Cooney

#53. When feeling says, 'In myself, I am sinful; I am dark; I am weak; I am poor; I am sad;' let faith say. 'In Christ, I am holy; I am light; I am strong; I am rich; I am joyful.

Andrew Murray

#54. Hey. (She took his chin in her hand so that she could move his head back and forth while she examined him.) You're hurting in there. That would make akri very sad. He doesn't like for his Dark-Hunters to hurt and the Simi don't like it when akri is sad. Why are you hurt? (Simi)

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#55. With Dante gone, time seemed to stand still around me; the mornings just as cloudy and dark as the evenings, as if the sun had never decided to rise. There was no wind, like the world was holding its breath along with me, waiting for him to return.

Yvonne Woon

#56. Simon," said a voice at his shoulder, and he turned to see Izzy, her face a pale smudge between dark hair and dark cloak, looking at him, her expression half-angry, half-sad. "I guess this is the part where we say goodbye?

Cassandra Clare

#57. How mysterious night and day are, this endless procession off dark and light ... I think such sad thoughts - of people in trouble and afraid, all lonely people all prisoners.

Iris Murdoch

#58. I've seen comedians make people laugh by being either really dark and sad and touching, or really strange and bizarre and creepy. You can take the format and do whatever you want with it, and that seemed interesting to me.

Amy Seimetz

#59. Art objects are inanimate sad bits of matter hanging in the dark when no one is looking. The artist only does half the work; the viewer has to come up with the rest, and it is by empowering the viewer that the miracle of art gains its force.

Vik Muniz

#60. When you get abandoned by someone, that's the moment when you've truly lost faith in them.

Nicholas Murray

#61. They lie in all the pools, pale faces, deep deep under the dark water. I saw them: grim faces and evil, and noble faces and sad. Many faces proud and fair, and weeds in their silver hair. But all foul, all rotting, all dead.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#62. I'm just a real loner kind of person, and yeah, kinda dark. But I'm happy. Not sad. I'm just shy and nervous.

Clea Duvall

#63. I'm alone, stumbling through the city in the dark, trying not to let the night freeze my blood.

Isaac Marion

#64. I think, honestly, that a lot of people think I'm sad and dark all the time, because of the music I have made. But there's a huge part of my personality that's really energetic, outgoing and goofy.

Skylar Grey

#65. I'm not sure how to describe my style. A lot of my work is dark and looks a bit sad, which is strange because I'm such a smiley, over-the-top positive guy who wears gold shoes most days.

Aaron Huey

#66. It was going to be a long, dark night but not quite as dark as it was in the abyss of his heart where there was nothing but hollowness, yet it felt heavy, almost as if someone still resided there.

Faraaz Kazi

#67. 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

#68. Knives are sharp, but are equally confusing.

Nathan Hassall

#69. I will tell you a story, one I used to tell to a little boy with dark hair. A silent boy who rarely laughs, who listened more closely than I realized. A boy who had a name and not a title

Leigh Bardugo

#70. Maybe I'd always been broken and dark inside.

Sarah J. Maas

#71. In happy operating procedure, the breathing is like fresh air through the body. In unkind operating procedure, the fresh air is gone sad."
Fresh air gone sad is a beautiful way to describe the death process.

Eric Garcia

#72. Maybe princes aren't real," Sada said. Her eyes were crafty and sad at the same time. "But monsters are." She opened her mouth wide and showed Azhar the wildflowers sitting on her tongue.

Mercedes M. Yardley

#73. And I didn't think even eternity would be long enough to fix me.

Sarah J. Maas

#74. She's a commodity in a sea of broken girls.

Lauren DeStefano

#75. The sad and solemn night hath yet her multitude of cheerful fires;
The glorious host of light walk the dark hemisphere till she retires;
All through her silent watches, gliding slow,
Her constellations come, and climb the heavens, and go.

William C. Bryant

#76. It was sad, it was sad, it was sad. When Betty came back we didn't sing or laugh, or even argue. We sat drinking in the dark, smoking cigarettes, and when we went to sleep, I didn't put my feet on her body or she on mine like we used to. We slept without touching.
We had both been robbed.

Charles Bukowski

#77. Nights dark beyond darkness and the days more gray each one than what had gone before.

Cormac McCarthy

#78. The room went dark and, after a moment, Grace whispered that she loved me, sounding a little sad. I wrapped my arms tightly around her shoulders, sorry that loving me was such a complicated thing.

Maggie Stiefvater

#79. Waking up breaks my heart.
Getting dressed breaks my arms.
Joining the crowd breaks my legs.
Letting someone in ... does me in.

Casey Renee Kiser

#80. How sad to be the last of your kind, flashing your signal in the dark, alone, to nothingness. But I was not alone, was I? I had learned that there were others of my kind out there.

Jacqueline Kelly

#81. We were his disposable things. Brought to him like cattle. Stripped of what made us sisters or daughters or children. There was nothing that he could take from us - our genes, our bones, our wombs - that would ever satisfy him. There was no other way that we would be free.

Lauren DeStefano

#82. Only tears can hear the sound of pain
when warm blood reddens discolored stain

Munia Khan