Unending Sadness Quotes

Obviously, I've been heartbroken. We all know what that feels like.

It's still hard for me to think about Sept. 11 sometimes. I'm still angry. It's hard to watch my daughters, Celia and Zaya, grow up and know they'll never see their father. They'll always be 9/11 girls, and I wish I could shield them from that. Everyone has an immediate pity for them. It is a sad thing, but the girls are also so happy.

We never taste a perfect joy; our happiest successes are mixed with sadness.

...an everlasting funeral marches round your heart.

The loss of my father marked my life. I'm 88 years old and I'm still mourning him because it's such a drama for me. It was just after my bar mitzvah and it was so tragic. The effect on me, I carry it all my life.

Endless sorrow has fallen upon my heart.

Nothing I read about grief seemed to exactly express the craziness of it; which was the interesting aspect of it to me - how really tenuous our sanity is.

I'm from a city where the tears never end and the pain never stops.

At the age of 62, my father died of cancer - it was much too soon. My mother never remarried or got over it, never even thought of another man.

When you lose a spouse, you're a widow or widower; when you lose your parents, you're an orphan. When you lose a child, there's no word in the English language for that position, that place that you're left.

You can't fast-forward heartbreak, and you can't rewind love - and that's just one big bummer.

Anyone who has lost a child will tell you that they don't recover their sense of endless possibility. Some people hide that well. But after a certain age, almost everyone is carrying something like that around, I suppose.

I wrote the song For A Dancer for a friend of mine who died in a fire. He was in the sauna in a house that burned down, so he had no idea anything was going on. It was very sad.

Since my earliest childhood a barb of sorrow has lodged in my heart. As long as it stays I am ironic if it is pulled out I shall die.

As an adult, it's a huge shock to be orphaned; as a child it's just hideous, ghastly.

Some people just aren't meant to be happy.

I know not why there is such a melancholy feeling attached to the remembrance of past happiness, except that we fear that the future can have nothing so bright as the past.

The long days are no happier than the short ones.

Grief is only the memory of widowed affections.

To grow up with the loss of your mother is a scar that never goes away.

Long for me as I for you, forgetting, what will be inevitable, the long black aftermath of pain.

In 1957's 'There's No You,' Sinatra is suspended at the intersection of a loss he can't face and a memory he can't relinquish.

My heart goes out to the grieving parents who lost their two-year-old or their newborn.

Those who have lost an infant are never, in a way, without an infant.

Tears may be dried up, but the heart - never.