Annie Lennox Quotes

We don't live in the Garden. We live far from Eden. Every life is full of heartaches. Every life, frankly, is unspeakably sad.

Does the world have nothing inside but sorrow?

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

If I told you the tragedy parts, we'd all sit here and cry.

It is almost impossible to remember how tragic a place the world is when one is playing golf.

Life is full of misery, loneliness, and suffering - and it's all over much too soon.

I mean, whose songs don't focus on tragedy and loss?

It was the saddest day of my life.

Life is hard. Not great. Kind of tragic.

It is easy to fall into despair thinking about all that is wrong with the world. The joys seems so small in comparison. Internet videos of cats riding Roombas just can't compete with a father talking about how his dead 13-year-old son had wanted to be a pilot.

There is a lot of sadness in America.

No blessed leisure for love or hope, But only time for grief.

Tragedy is restful: and the reason is that hope, that foul, deceitful thing, has no part in it.

There is no love without suffering.

The three touchstones that woke Buddha up - sickness, old age, and death - are a pretty good place to start when crafting a tragic tale. And if we need to get more specific: heartbreak, destruction, miscomprehension, natural disasters, betrayal, and the waste of human potential.

But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.

I don't mourn the dead. I mourn the living.

Man is subject to innumerable pains and sorrows by the very condition of humanity, and yet, as if nature had not sown evils enough in life, we are continually adding grief to grief and aggravating the common calamity by our cruel treatment of one another.

They'll take everything, even your tears.

Sorrow makes an ugly face odious.

Behind every crime is a story of sadness.

There's no comfort in the truth, pain is all you'll find.

Every day is a new sense of tearing my heart out of my body again when I see other children who have been killed, and I know what their families are going through.

Oh eyes, no eyes, but fountains fraught with tears; O life, no life, but lively form of death; Oh world, no world, but mass of public wrongs.

I watched children dying. That will be the image that will stay with me.