Rakhi Sawant Quotes

There's a lot of people out here faking a smile on their face like they got it together but inside actually suffering from some sort of traumatic experience, a loss, depressed, fearful, envious or whatever the case may be, but I can feel it.

Just like Pagliacci did, I try to keep my surface hid. Smiling in the crowd I try, but in a lonely room I cry.

To the casual observer it looks like I have moved on since I go around wearing my little happy mask all day. I smile and laugh and carry on like my heart's still in one piece, but beneath it all, I am dying.

If the internal griefs of every man could be read, written on his forehead, how many who now excite envy would appear to be the objects of pity?

Sometimes seeming happy can be self-destructive even when you're sane.

It hurts when you have to smile and you don't want to smile, but the best thing to do is to smile.

I've always been full of nervous energy, but I'm not really as happy as I seem.

On social media, you have a mask on where you are smiling, but you're crying inside. And that was me.

They have no idea what a bottomless pit of misery I am.

And so the ordinary unendurable torments we all experienced were indeed exceptional in the way they were absorbed in each heart.

In the lives of the saddest of us, there are bright days like this, when we feel as if we could take the great world in our arms and kiss it. Then come the gloomy hours, when the fire will neither burn on our hearths nor in our hearts; and all without and within is dismal, cold, and dark. Believe me, every heart has its secret sorrows, which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad.

You'd be amazed at the pain and tears a single smile hides.

She carried a knife inside of herself now, one that was always cutting her. She could feel it every time she swallowed, every time her thoughts strayed from the splendor of the wild.

I find I have to be the sad clown: laughing on the outside, crying on the inside.

I stumbled out into the courtyard to try to flee my misery, but of course we can never flee the misery that is within us.

You do not know what wars are going on down there where the spirit meets the bone.

Don't tell me that [broken heartstrings] hurt less than a broken bone, that an ingrown life is something surgeons can cut away, that there's no way for it to metastasize - it does.

If anyone could look into my head See or feel the dread that has captured Me or see within this sad, unhappy brain They would only turn away Turn away.

By his monstrous way of life he seemed to have put himself beyond the limits of reality. Nothing moved him or spoke to him from the real world unless he heard it in an echo of the infuriated cries within him.

My soul is a broken field, plowed by pain.

There was a hole inside her, and it twisted.

Physical suffering apart, not a single sorrow exists that can touch us except through our thoughts.

And smiles to go before I weep, And Smiles to go before I weep.

One thing you can't hide - is when you're crippled inside.