Lyndon B. Johnson Quotes

When my young men began the killing, my heart was hurt.

Guilt is perhaps the most painful companion of death.

It is the youth who must inherit the tribulation, the sorrow... that are the aftermath of war.

One half of my life has put the other half in the grave.

Sorrow is held the eldest child of sin.

It was the saddest day of my life.

A piece of each of us died.

There is no greater sorrow Than to be mindful of the happy time In misery

The regrets I have are strong enough that I wouldn't share 'em. I think that you can't live without suffering some.

I know what it's like to lose.

It's very hard to be happy when you've lost.

Everyday he got up. Before sleep wore off, he was who he used to be. Then, as his consciousness woke, it was as if poison seeped in. At first he couldn't even get up. He lay there under a heavy weight. But then only movment could save him, and he moved and he moved and he moved, no movement being enough to make up for it. The guilt on him, the hand of God pressing down on him, saying, You were not there when your daughter needed you.

He was at his own request and through his own complicity driven out of all his happinesses one after the other; and he had this sorrow, that after having lost Cosette wholly in one day, he was afterwards obliged to lose her again in detail.

Remembering is only a new form of suffering.

You know, I have had a terrible life. I married two men I really didn't like. My only daughter was killed in a car accident. My brother committed suicide. Has my life been a life for anyone to envy?

At the temple there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it.

She died on a windy gray day in March when the sky was full of darting crows and the world lay prostrate and defeated after winter. Peter Lake was at her side and it ruined him forever. It broke him as he had not ever imagined he could have been broken. He would never again be young, or able to remember what it was like to be young. What he had once taken to be pleasures would appear to him in his defeat as hideous and deserved punishments for reckless vanity.

You were unsure which pain is worse -- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.

Remorse weeps tears of blood.

I try not to remember the life that I didn’t want to lose but lost and have to remember

There's nothing glorious about war. There's nothing glorious about holding your friends in your arms and watching them die. There's nothing glorious about having to leave your home for 6 to 8 months while your family's back here and you're away.

I don't smile much, and I never laugh. If you'd been through what I've been through, you wouldn't be smiling, either.

I was slapped down to the ground when my son Wade died in 1996, in April of 1996.

Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure.

There's something about being amid the chaos and the horror of a war that makes you appreciate all you don't have - and all you may lose forever.