Category: sad quotes. Page 1091

Hanging in the sky, a month, a musty, floor - mount steers. And around, no matter how much spin your head around, absolutely nothing that would have pleased soul.

This time she will not come back and I'll have to learn to live without her, and I was counting on the opposite: to die with her.

Simple failure - one moment in pain!

In our meetings, which are so rare
So little heat, and like the hen,
We sit quietly and seems to be decorous,
And where is the soul? You can't see it.
We are so far, but when the
We had soul, and not wool,
And candle eyes glowing so bright,
Now instead of them lapping yesterday's welding
Muddy, cold, yesterday's welding.

I'm always surrounded by sadness. This is evident in my books, and journal publications. I deal with sadness. Maybe this feeling is not dominant, but I immersed in grief. When I stay with him one on one, I always cover the melancholy, and I'm looking at the reality, immersed in reflection. Sadness prevails in my mood. However, you know what I can and smile and joke. But alone I'm usually sad.

My memories like a fly frozen in amber.

Each of us alone in the hour of death, and only an arrogant man thinks that if he is not alone in every instant of its existence.

She's out of my life
And I don't know whether to laugh or cry
I don't know whether to live or die
And it cuts like a knife
She's out of my life
She's out of my life
And I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
I don't know whether to live or die.
It's like getting stabbed
She's out of my life.

But people will do anything if only not to recognize that their lives are meaningless. That is useless. Plotless.

Washes away the best blush
Love. Taste
As tears salty...

I sincerely wanted to be helpful, but my stupid shyness is so great that often I look like an arrogant boor, though I only binds ill-fated my awkwardness.

Sometimes love pushes us into the abyss, but it's not so bad - worse than that with him we entrained to the death of a loved one.

The pain I say cry and tears, to the meanness - indignation at the filth in disgust. In my opinion, it is, in fact, called life.

The longer people are married, the less likely they are somewhere to go. A couple of years we just bricked up the house.