Gregory David Roberts Quotes

Cries of despair, misery, sobbing grief are a kind of wealth.

The deeper the feeling, the greater the pain

In deep sadness there is no place for sentimentality.

Fans say I have a lot of sorrow in my eyes. It's true.

Tears come from the heart and not from the brain.

Because I had a lot of emotional upheaval in my life, I'm attracted to stories about characters whose lives are full of wounds and secrets. I'm not interested in who's going to ask me to the prom. I never went to a prom.

Depending on what you allow, you can still get the blues, man. I'm still trying to figure out where the blues really lies, where the street is.

That grief is the most durable which flows inward, and buries its streams with its fountain, in the depths of the heart.

They are the silent griefs which cut the heart-strings.

Until the bitter end, the emptiness inside her was hers alone.

That was one of the saddest things about people--their most important thoughts and feelings often went unspoken and barely understood.

Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn.

Tragedy is always a mistake; and the loneliness of the deepest thinker, the widest lover, ceases to be pathetic to us so soon as the sun is high enough above the mountains.

I Know, I Alone I know, I alone How much it hurts, this heart With no faith nor law Nor melody nor thought. Only I, only I And none of this can I say Because feeling is like the sky - Seen, nothing in it to see.

That is the mystery about writing: it comes out of afflictions, out of the gouged times, when the heart is cut open.

Dear God, Tatiana prayed in bed that night, turning to the wall and pulling the white sheet and the thin brown blanket over herself. If You are there somewhere, please teach me how to hide what I never knew how to show.

When I look at my life and its secret colors, I feel like bursting into tears.

Some feelings sink so deep into the heart that only loneliness can help you find them again.

I carry a deep sadness of the heart which must now and then break out in sound.

Tears are words that need to be written.

The words went round and round and round in my mind and my body, until I knew they were no longer my words but something that had been carved into my heart. And now my soul was crying.

He wanted this someone to see how much he hurt.