Quotes by Sad Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists... When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence. Edmond de Goncourt sad love life They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don't think it's possible for you to miss me as much as I'm missing you right now Edna St. Vincent Millay sad i-miss-you love Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? - Epithalamion Edmund Spenser sad ends long Never despair, but if you do, work on in despair. Edmund Burke perseverance sad inspiring Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! And all for a pledge that was not pledged by me, I have kissed thy crust and eaten sparingly That I might eat again, and met thy sneers With deprecations, and thy blows with tears. Edna St. Vincent Millay sad tears blow This have I known always: Love is no more than the wide blossom which the wind assails, than the great tide that treads the shifting shore, strewing fresh wreckage gathered in the gales; Pity me that the heart is slow to learn, that the swift mind beholds at every turn. Edna St. Vincent Millay sad heart love-is Do not judge men by mere appearances; for the light laughter that bubbles on the lip often mantles over the depths of sadness, and the serious look may be the sober veil that covers a divine peace and joy. Edwin Hubbel Chapin ex-boyfriend sad laughter I don't know whether there is anyone else at all who remembers my noble father with such sadness Egon Schiele sad noble father God will not look you over for medals degrees or diplomas, but for scars. Elbert Hubbard sad god motivational The best protection any woman can have... is courage. Elizabeth Cady Stanton sad inspiring motivational If you know someone who has lost a child, and you're afraid to mention them because you think you might make them sad by reminding them that they died-you're not reminding them. They didn't forget they died. What you're reminding them of is that you remembered that they lived, and that is a great gift. Elizabeth Edwards sad death children Do not apologize for crying. Without this emotion, we are only robots. Elizabeth Gilbert robots sad emotion I have been smashed and put back together so many times nothing works right. Nothing is where it should be, heavy thumping in my shoulder where my heart now beats. Elizabeth Scott sad together heart Laugh, and the world laughs with you: Weep, and you weep alone. For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Ella Wheeler Wilcox being-alone sad laughter I'm sorry for the anguished hearts that break with passion's strain, But I'm sorrier for the poor starved souls that never knew love's pain, Who hunger on through barren years not tasting joys they crave, For sadder far is such a lot than weeping o'er a grave. Ella Wheeler Wilcox sad pain sorry When the heart grows weary, all things seem dreary; When the burden grows heavy, the way seems long. Thank God for sending kind death as an ending, Like a grand Amen to a minor song. Ella Wheeler Wilcox sad heart song Unwearied, and with springing steps elate, I had conveyed my wealth along the road. The empty sack proved now a heavier load: I was borne down beneath its worthless weight. I stumbled on, and knocked at Death's dark gate. There was no answer. Stung by sorrow's goad I forced my way into that grim abode, And laughed, and flung Life's empty sack to Fate. Ella Wheeler Wilcox fate sad dark Why dost thou shrink from my approach, O Man? Why dost thou ever flee in fear, and cling To my false rival, Life? I do but bring Thee rest and calm. Then wherefore dost thou ban And curse me? Since the forming of God's plan I have not hurt or harmed a mortal thing, I have bestowed sweet balm for every sting, And peace eternal for earth's stormy span. Ella Wheeler Wilcox sad hurt sweet I knew it the first of the summer, I knew it the same at the end, That you and your love were plighted, But couldn't you be my friend? Ella Wheeler Wilcox sad summer firsts One bitter time of mourning, I remember, When day, and night, my sad heart did complain, My life, I said, was one cold, bleak December, And all its pleasures, were but whited pain. Ella Wheeler Wilcox sad pain heart «1234567891011»