Joe J. Walsh Quotes

Nobody knows the pain I've been through.

No one realizes how much pain is hidden behind my smile.

Generally speaking, talk to any stand-up comedian, the people in this world who are the brightest and have the biggest smile often are struggling with a lot of things under the surface.

I know a lot of people who are depressed, and they walk around, and they're smiling every day, but no one's asking them how they're really doing.

Often the people with the biggest smiles can be struggling the most.

Hurt that's not supposed to show, and tears that fall when no one knows.

Benedict may not be as hurt as he really is.

My twenties were a write-off. It's a cruel illness, because you can't see it and you can hide it so well.

It's a fine line between Saturday night and Sunday morning.

I looked at my hand resting on the shelf of the prop cabinet, thinking of the scars that were there whether anyone could see them or not.

It’s hard to kiss the lips at night that chew your ass out all day long...

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?

This is one night I wish I smoked and drank.

People carry their secrets in hidden places, not on their faces. They carry suffering on their faces. Also bitterness if there’s room.

Those griefs burn most which gall in secret.

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.

Take back the smile and the night, take it all back, I wish I could.

He many not be hurt as much as he really is.

Behind the fury, he was tired. He was tired of being hauled around and shoved into a little room. He was tired of trying for me and failing. And to have Minias know it, to be carted off under his leash…It was almost insulting. Maybe, if I gave Al a night of peace to lick his wounds and his pride, he would grant that same courtesy to me?

For a long time that's all I could do, howl and scream and cry like the wild animal of the night that I'd become.

I have found nothing half so good / As my long-planned half solitude, / Where I can sit up half the night / With some friend that has the wit.

Not much touches us, but we long to be touched. We lie awake at night willing the darkness to part and show us a vision.

Laughter and bitterness are often the veils with which a sore heart wraps its weakness from the world.

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.