#sadness

Nothing becomes so offensive so quickly as grief. When fresh it finds someone to console it, but when it becomes chronic, it

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Tell me, do you sometimes find yourself unaccountably sad on some days?

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It seems to me at times that I am incapable of beginning a life in real life, because it has seemed to me that I have lost

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Living never wore one so much as the effort not to live.

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I do not even know whether I am the one living it or if my life is living me.

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Sometimes I’m feeling sad Sometimes it’s driving me mad I don’t know why So I just let myself cry My sadness feels like

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Vague dreams, confusing lights, perplexing landscapes—that is what remains in my soul after all my journeying. I have

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Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier,...

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Al final, y aunque sea difícil, dejar ir a personas, situaciones y todo lo que no valga la pena hace bien

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It is not tedium that one feels. It is not grief. It is not even tiredness that one feels. It is the desire to go to

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Dejé de ser lo que algún día fui, las personas me cambiaron por completo.

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Crees que algunas heridas se sanan totalmente pero un día vuelven a doler de nuevo.

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Human beings can reach such desperate solitude that they may cross a boundary beyond which words cannot serve, and at

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The trivialities natural to life, the insignificancies of the normal and vulgar, lie like a layer of dust, tracing a blurred,...

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You watched her, as she spoke up with a vulnerability in her eyes you haven’t seen before. “I’ll be real, I’m scared you

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If I hear myself speaking out loud, the ears with which I hear myself speaking out loud do not listen to me in the same way

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I loathe the happiness of all these people who don’t know they’re unhappy. Their true life is vegetative, their sufferings

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I still haven’t managed not to feel the pain of my solitude. It is so difficult to achieve the distinction of spirit that

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My life: a tragedy booed off the stage by the gods after only the first act. Friends: none. Just a few acquaintances who

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How you could be so okay now that I’m gone?

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I’ve always rejected being understood. To be understood is to prostitute oneself.

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It feels like I do everything wrong that I touch and disappoint or hurt everyone with it.

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