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Unless you keep focused on your desires through images, repetition and a positive attitude, it will come to nothing.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
The sooner you master your mind, the sooner you master yourself.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
I am not weak and can control my mind really well".
— Matthew Quick, The Silver Linings Playbook
Let's make just a few more steps and secure success forever.
— Stephen Richards
We are energy, and like all energy, we are in constant change.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
If you truly want to help the poor, first become rich yourself.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
Albert Einstein’s equation, E=MC2, is considered to be a theory. Despite being one, we have been able to use it to produce the energy we need to power our cities, as well as the bombs to destroy the same.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
Understand that you and you alone create your own opportunities, whether they come to you in the form of a lottery ticket, or a promotion, you brought that into your life.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
Once you know what you want, even if you can’t see it, even if you do not know how you will get it, you have to trust that it is there.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
We wander along the world along many paths and maybe without knowing it we are walking now along one path towards success!
— Stephen Richards
Things, events and people align and position themselves accordingly when a strong enough thought stirs them.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
Life can only give you what you give back to it, and it all begins with the right attitude.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
You cannot give out a negative frequency, that of disrespect, and expect respect to flow toward you. Neither can you hold on to your biases, prejudices and negative thinking toward something, and expect that something positive will return to you.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
If we let the drama of others’ lives become our own, then we are no longer ourselves. We become the reflections of others’ dramas and their lives, their tragedies, and their misfortunes become our own.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
Only through a steady mind and constant faith can your desires manifest.
— Stephen Richards
Simply put, mind power is placing a request, or a wish, if you will, and trusting that somehow it will come to be.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
Reality is a projection of your thoughts or the things you habitually think about. Your entire life and everything in it is a result of your belief system coupled with your thoughts. The feelings and emotions you have cement this in your mind, and the illusion of all of this combined is what you see as your reality on a moment-to-moment and day-to-day basis.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
The word "universe" means "one tune" or "one rhythm", and when we are in tune or in rhythm with it, it cannot help but respond.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
Mind power use is neither a religion nor an elaborate program. You have everything within you to succeed: right attitude and right intentions.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
If it is about education, then all who are college graduates should be wealthy.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
Doubt, fear, and hesitation are enemies of the mind, for a weak will severs our inborn connection with the universe, dampens the faith with which we are able to join our will to it.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
There are many instances when one person is enough to change the world.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
When you keep a strong image of what you want in your mind, and possess the conviction that it is yours by right, you send out powerful vibrations to the farthest reaches of the universe.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
If you believe that that the one opportunity you missed is the last one you’ll ever get, then that is exactly what will happen: no more opportunities ever.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
True gratitude, not mere verbal platitudes of thanks, is also a power in and of itself, which bursts forth from our inner being to the universe. Having received this power, the universe must respond, allowing more gifts to come our way.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
It does not matter if you are asking for health, for happiness, for financial wealth, or for all three. It doesn’t matter if you have no idea how this will come to you. Neither does it matter if you have no reason to expect it to.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
Whatever you desire, it comes from the universe, and whatever you manifest, be it situations, the right partner, friend, or spouse, the right pet, anything at all, IS the universe, for the universe IS everything.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
Just as the universe is in constant flux, so too are we in constant change, and we must accept that.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
Many wealthy people donate, and while the skeptical may claim that they do so for tax breaks, there is another reason involved … as a spiritual practice.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
When you live for every second, tomorrow doesn’t matter!
— Stephen Richards
When on an emotional roller-coaster, take the leap of faith ...
— Stephen Richards
Everybody has a second personality, it may possess and make you do whatever it likes.
— Michael Bassey Johnson
Anger is the fire of the soul, love is the language of the heart ...
— Stephen Richards
The fastest way to get lost is to go on a guilt trip!
— Stephen Richards
I find the rational part of my mind curled up in a corner of my head and convince it to talk to me.
— Tony Talbot, Eight Mile Island
There are no new inventions, only new discoveries.
— Stephen Richards
Stop acting so small, you are as big as the universe!!!!!!!!
— Stephen Richards
Never be paralyzed by fear, just by falling off a cliff
— Josh Stern, And That's Why I'm Single: What Good Is Having A Lucky Horseshoe Up Your Butt When The Horse Is Still Attached?
There’s nothing mysterious about Cosmic Ordering, it’s simply a method used to transmute thought into reality.
— Stephen Richards
So long as you are going in the right direction then the speed of your travel is unimportant.
— Stephen Richards
I can't escape reality but my mind can twist it for me. Therefore, mind can manipulate things.
— Aser Alas Jr.
Don’t run from your weakness, you will only give it strength.
— Stephen Richards
We are the generation of Social Media, Our biggest Revolution is a Tweet of 141 Characters.
— Sandra Chami Kassis
When you sit alone and think out your thoughts … then that is your loudest cry!
— Stephen Richards
If you want a new life, first give praise for having the old one!
— Stephen Richards
Run and hide or rise and shine ...
— Stephen Richards
Your mind can grasp intellectual ideas, but it is in the FEELING where the transformation takes place.
— Stephen Richards, Ask and the Universe Will Provide: A Straightforward Guide to Manifesting Your Dreams
Become your own success story, not someone else's.
— Stephen Richards
If you are in a prison of fear ... break out!
— Stephen Richards
Positive thinking without any thought is wasted ...
— Stephen Richards
Some people pray for miracles ... with Cosmic Ordering YOU manifest them!
— Stephen Richards
When life is tough, use Cosmic Ordering. When life is great, use Cosmic Ordering.
— Stephen Richards
When you unfold your spirit, you unfold your dream.
— Stephen Richards
To take control of your life ... just let go!
— Stephen Richards
When you use your mind to grow yourself, education doesn't come into it.
— Stephen Richards
You think the thing, draw the picture and then it happens.
— Stephen Richards
If you like who you are then losing yourself isn’t a choice! But if you don’t like yourself, get lost.
— Stephen Richards
Watch. Anyone who turns away will be considered weak. And the weak shall die. - Adrian
— Donna Galanti, The Dark Inside
An epigram a day keeps the mind from going astray.
— Dr Steven Bottomley
If there is a void in your life then you will never fill it with cash!
— Stephen Richards
An empty mind is easy to feed.
— Stephen Richards
The ability to feel and express genuine gratitude for the help given when it is needed most, for the gift or boon that is given at just the right time and under the right circumstances, is a way of surrendering one’s self to benevolent external forces.
— Stephen Richards
It is a State of Mind... and am the president
— ken carlson N
I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.
— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Melancholy were the sounds on a winter's night.
— Virginia Woolf, Jacob's Room
Then I thought, boy, isn't that just typical? You wait and wait and wait for something, and then when it happens, you feel sad.
— Sharon Creech, Absolutely Normal Chaos
Melancholy is the happiness of being sad.
— Victor Hugo
The silence isn't so bad, till I look at my hands and feel sad. Because the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly.
— Owl City, Ocean Eyes [Deluxe Edition]
He'd known, since the moment he figured out who she was, that while Celaena would always pick him, Aelin would not.
— Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire
I'm living under water. Everything seems slow and far away. I know there's a world up there, a sunlit quick world where time runs like dry sand through an hourglass, but down here, where I am, air and sound and time and feeling are thick and dense.
— Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife
I leave, and the leaving is so exhilarating I know I can never go back. But then what? Do I just keep leaving places, and leaving them, and leaving them, tramping a perpetual journey?
— John Green, Paper Towns
Where is my chance to be somebody's Peter Van Houten?' He hit the steering wheel weakly, the car honking as he cried. He leaned his head back, looking up. 'I hate myself I hate myself I hate this I hate this I disgust myself I hate it I hate it I hate it just let me fucking die.
— John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
I wanted to cry but I didn't, I probably should have cried, I should have drowned us there in the room ending our suffering.
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
So many times it seemed like there were chances to stop things before they started. Or even stop them in midstream. But it was even worse when you knew in that very moment that there was still time to save yourself, and yet you couldn't even budge.
— Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby
Is that all?" she whispered.Gansey closed his eyes. "That's all there is.
— Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven Boys
Dimitri is dead," she said. It was a statement, not a question, but she was looking to me for confirmation. I wondered if I'd given away something, some hint that there was still more to the story. Or maybe she just needed the certainty of those words. And for a moment, I considered telling them that Dimitri was dead. It was what the Academy would tell them, what the guardians would tell them. It would be easier on them...but somehow, I couldn't stand to lie to them—even if it was a comforting lie. Dimitri would have wanted the whole truth, and his family would too. "No," I said, and for a heartbeat, hope sprang up in everyone's faces—at least until I spoke again. "Dimitri's a Strigoi.
— Richelle Mead, Blood Promise
Until death," Jem replied gently. "Those are the words of the oath. 'Until aught but death part thee and me.' Someday, Will, I will go where none can follow me, and I think it will be sooner rather than later. Have you ever asked yourself why I agreed to be your parabatai?""No better offers forthcoming?" Will tried for humor, but his voice cracked like glass."I thought you needed me," Jem said. "There is a wall you have built about yourself, Will, and I have never asked you why. But no one should shoulder every burden alone. I thought you would let me inside if I became your parabatai, and then you would have at least someone to lean upon. I did wonder what my death would mean for you. I used to fear it, for your sake. I feared you would be left alone inside that wall. But now... something has changed. I do not know why. But I know that it is true.""That what is true?" Will's fingers were still digging into Jem's wrist. "That the wall is coming down.
— Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince
There's nothing good about goodnight when it means goodbye.
— Jeff Thomas
I pulled myself from his mind, day by day, piece by piece, memory by memory, until there was nothing of Ruby left to weigh him down or keep him bound to my side..
— Alexandra Bracken, The Darkest Minds
We got off at the next exit, quietly, and, switching drivers, we walked in front of the car. We met and I held him, my hands balled into tight fists around his shoulders, and he wrapped his short arms around me and squeezed tight, so that I felt the heaves of his chest as we realized over and over again that we were still alive. I realized it in waves and we held on to each other crying and I thought, 'God we must look so lame,' but it doesn't matter when you have just now realized, all the time later, that you are still alive.
— John Green, Looking for Alaska
Miss someone until they come back, or until you come back, until their absence in your life becomes something to be avoided at all costs. Miss them until you don’t have to anymore, until you’re reunited in your favorite booth in your favorite restaurant ordering your favorite meal, miss them until it feels like you never left. Or miss them until you can’t anymore, until the things you miss are identified and cataloged as things and not a person, until you figure out that easy company and long talks and unblinking, all-knowing eye contact will find you again the way they found you the first time. Miss someone until you don’t.
— Stephanie Georgopulus
I thought at the time that I couldn't be horrified anymore, or wounded. I suppose that's a common conceit, that you've already been so damaged that damage itself, in its totality, makes you safe.
— Lionel Shriver, We Need to Talk About Kevin
Sorrow spares no one, and scars respect no person.
— Sherrilyn Kenyon, Infamous
And I put my hand on her arm to stop her rowing.Aaron’s Noise roars up in red and black.The current takes us on.“I’m sorry!” I cry as the river takes us away, my words ragged things torn from me, my chest pulled so tight I can’t barely breathe. “I’m sorry, Manch
— Patrick Ness, The Knife of Never Letting Go
Bob says hello," He told the stars.The Argo II sailed into the night.
— Rick Riordan, The House of Hades
The silence is the worst part of any fight, because it's made up of all the things we wish we could say, if only we had the guts.
— Pete Wentz, Gray
I feel like I'm going to HURL. Which, even if I wanted to do, I couldn't do, because I haven't eaten. I can't even drag myself out of my room. And while I'd be able to muster the strength to roundhouse Fang until he begged for MERCY, I'de be mush around an Eraser.
— James Patterson, Fang
Blue jeans, white shirtWalked into the room you know you made my eyes burnIt was like, James Dean, for sureYou're so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancerYou were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hopBut you fit me better than my favourite sweater, and I knowThat love is mean, and love hurtsBut I still remember that day we met in december, oh baby!I will love you 'til the end of timeI would wait a million yearsPromise you'll remember that you're mineBaby can you see through the tearsLove you moreThan those bitches beforeSay you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll rememberI will love you 'til the end of timeBig dreams, gangsterSaid you had to leave to start your life overI was like, “No please, stay here,We don't need no money we can make it all work,”But he headed out on sunday, said he'd come home mondayI stayed up waitin', anticipatin', and pacin'But he was chasing paper"Caught up in the game" ‒ that was the last I heardI will love you 'til the end of timeI would wait a million yearsPromise you'll remember that you're mineBaby can you see through the tearsLove you moreThan those bitches beforeSay you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll rememberI will love you 'til the end of timeYou went out every nightAnd baby that's alrightI told you that no matter what you did I'd be by your sideCause Imma ride or dieWhether you fail or flyWell shit at least you tried.But when you walked out that door, a piece of me diedI told you I wanted more-but that's not what I had in mindI just want it like beforeWe were dancing all nightThen they took you away-stole you out of my lifeYou just need to remember....I will love you 'til the end of timeI would wait a million yearsPromise you'll remember that you're mineBaby can you see through the tearsLove you moreThan those bitches beforeSay you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll rememberI will love you 'til the end of time
— Lana Del Rey
I threw his framed picture off my balcony just to hear my heart break.
— Kimberly Novosel, Loved
Astley comes to my side. "Are you well?" "No," I tell him, voice hoarse. "I am not well. I am broken inside. I am broken almost all-the-way deep, and I don't know...I don't know if I can ever be unbroken, let alone well again”.
— Carrie Jones, Entice
ROSE: I love you, Jack.JACK: No...don’t say your goodbyes, Rose. Don’t you give up. Don’t do it.ROSE: I’m so cold.JACK: You’re going to get out of this...you’re going to go on and you’re going to make babies and watch them grow and you’re going to die an old lady, warm in your bed. Not here...Not this night. Do you understand me?ROSE: I can’t feel my body.JACK: Rose, listen to me. Winning that ticket was the best thing that ever happened to me. It brought me to you. And I’m thankful, Rose. I’m thankful. You must do me this honor...promise me you will survive....that you will never give up...not matter what happens...no matter how hopeless...promise me now, and never let go of that promise.ROSE: I promise.JACK: Never let go.ROSE: I promise. I will never let go, Jack. I’ll never let go.
— James Cameron, " Titanic " Script Book
If only…the saddest words in the English language.
— Kristan Higgins, My One and Only
We often confuse what we wish for with what is.
— Neil Gaiman, MirrorMask
Like I, of all people, didn't know better than to lead a total stranger to the point where they could hurt me most, knowing how easily they'd be able to find their way back to it.
— Sarah Dessen, Lock and Key
Just tell me what's so irritating."(katsu)That's none of your damn business!"(kyok)Maybe not. But I'm curious."(
— Natsuki Takaya, Fruits Basket, Vol. 16
I think how the world is still somehow beautiful even when I feel no joy at being alive within it. 
— Loung Ung, First They Killed My Father: A Daughter of Cambodia Remembers
Leave the pain behind and let your life be your own again. There is a place where all time is now, and the choices are simple and always your own.Wolves have no kings
— Robin Hobb
I always knew this story would break my heart
— Theo Lawrence, Mystic City
She smirks."Are you attempting to stop me, little one?""Excuse me? Did you just call me 'little one'? What are you? Like, four feet tall?" I ask.
— Carrie Jones, Captivate
If I read our story backwards, it's about how I un-broke your heart, and then we were happy until one day, you forgot about me forever.
— Joseph Gordon-Levitt, The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories, Vol. 1
Now mine eyes see the heart that once we did search for, and I fear this heart shall be mended, nevermore.
— Marissa Meyer, Heartless
How unjust then to meet that person you love, and be kept away from them only because ones bed is made of hay , and the other, feathers.
— Kristin Cashore, Fire
If somebody hurts you, it's okay to cry a river, just remember to build a bridge and get over it.
— Taylor Swift
Grace: Outside, deep in the woods, I heard a long keening wail, and then another, as the wolves began to howl. More voices pitched in, some low and mournful, others high and short, an eerie and beautiful chorus. I knew my wolf's howl; his rich tone sang out above others as if begging me to hear it.My heart ached inside me, torn between wanting them to stop and wishing they would go on for ever. I imagined myself there among them in the golden woods, watching them tilt their heads back and howl underneath a sky of endless stars. I blinked a tear away, feeling foolish and miserable, but I didn't go to sleep until every wolf had fallen silent.
— Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver
I sleep through the next day. Each time I go to the bathroom, I try not to look in the mirror. Once, I catch my reflection: it looks like I’ve been punched in both eyes.I can’t talk about the day that follows that.
— Nina LaCour, Hold Still
I had spent my whole life feeling homesick. The only difference between the two of us was that I didn't know what or where home was.
— Marian Keyes, Lucy Sullivan Is Getting Married
There was no other way to say it. After being heartbroken for so long, I had made myself completely numb inside. Maybe not from physical pain, but anything emotional, yes. Sexual pleasure? Numb to that, too. I’d have been a great actress. After all, I had the perfect, mind-blowing orgasm down to an art. Suppose I deserve an Oscar for that.
— Jennifer Salaiz
Hedwig didn't return until the end of the Easter holidays. Percy's letter was enclosed in a package of Easter eggs that Mrs. Weasley had sent. Both Harry's and Ron's were the size of dragon eggs, and full of home-made toffee. Hermione's, however, was smaller than a chicken's egg. Her face fell when she saw it."Your mum doesn't read Witch's Weekly, by any chance, does she, Ron?" she asked quietly."Yeah," said Ron, whose mouth was full of toffee. "Gets it for the recipes."Hermione looked sadly at her tiny egg.
— J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
I'd been making desicions for days.I picked out the dress Bailey would wear forever-a black slinky one- innapropriate- that she loved.I chose a sweater to go over it, earrings, bracelet, necklace, her most beloved strappy sandals.I collected her makeup to give to the funeral director with a recent photo-I thought it would be me that would dress her;I didn't think a strange man should see her nakedtouch her bodyshave her legsapply her lipstickbut that's what happened all the same.I helped Gram pick out the casket,the plot at the cemetery.I changed a few linesin the obituary that Big composed.I wrote on a piece of paper what I thoughtshould go on the headstone.I did all this without uttering a word.Not one word, for days,until I saw Bailey before the funeraland lost my mind.I hadn't realized that when people say so-and-sosnappedthat's what actually happens-I started shaking her-I thought I could wake her upand get her the hell out of that box.When she didn't wake,I screamed: Talk to me.Big swooped me up in his arms, carried me out of the room, the church,into the slamming rain,and down to the creekwhere we sobbed togetherunder the black coat he held over our headsto protect us from the weather.
— Jandy Nelson, The Sky Is Everywhere
I sat up and wiped my eyes, cursing the damned faeries and their eternal war. It seemed there was never enough time. Time to dance, or talk, or laugh, or even mourn the passing of a friend. Slipping off my corsage, I laid it on Ironhorse’s cold metal shoulder, wanting him to have something natural and beautiful in this lifeless place.Goodbye, Ironhorse.
— Julie Kagawa, The Iron Daughter
The moment she was cursed, I lost her. Once it wears off- soon- she will be embarrassed to remember things that she said, things she did, things like this. No matter how solid she feels in my arms, she is made of smoke.
— Holly Black, Red Glove
It doesn't sound so far-fetched, right? When two people love each other? While a part of me still wants to believe it's possible, I know it's not going to happen
— Nicholas Sparks, Dear John
My tears brought no sense of release or relief. Their flight felt like the lightest, coldest touch of a departing lover.
— Anne Giardini, The Sad Truth About Happiness
Kathy was a Republican, one of those people who used the unforgivable phrase "meant to be"--usually when describing her own good fortune or the disasters that had befallen other people.
— Jennifer Egan, A Visit from the Goon Squad
But more words tumble out. 'You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces.'Then I dive into my tent before I do something stupid like cry.
— Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay
We've already been killed, all of us. It happened so long ago, we've forgotten it.
— Yasmina Khadra, Swallows of Kabul
It's much easier not to know things sometimes.
— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Thank you," he finally said. He couldn't say he meant thanks for all of it: the keys, the trust, the honesty and the kisses. Hopefully Andrew would figure it out eventually. "You were amazing.
— Nora Sakavic, The King's Men
And do you know Monsieur Marius? I believe I was a little in love with you.
— Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
Some things a heart won't listen to, I'm still holding out for you
— SHeDAISY
I got an A on the third quiz in American history, an A, dammit. Last time I got a Bup from a Cand my father said,"if you can get a Cyou can get a B,if you can get a Byou can get an A."-I got an Aand my father said,"grades don't mean anything.
— Thalia Chaltas, Because I Am Furniture
Darling, I don't want you; I've got no place for you; I only want what you give. I don't want the whole of anyone.... What you want is the whole of me-isn't it, isn't it?-and the whole of me isn't there for anybody. In that full sense you want me I don't exist.
— Elizabeth Bowen, The Death of the Heart
If you had one day left to live, what would you do?
— Megan Miranda, Fracture
I wasn't safe. I wasn't permanent. My life was a fiction I had created, like an alien who comes to earth and tries to pass as human. The affections of my friends meant nothing to me, directed, as they were, toward a person who wasn't there. There was nobody home.
— Robert Goolrick, The End of the World as We Know It: Scenes from a Life
The dead aren't scary. They are just sad.
— Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief
Which was how Britteny ended up nestled next to Mickey, under the shelter of a painter's drop cloth.She felt no pain.She saw no light.She heard, but barely.Her heart was still and silent.Yet she did not die.
— Michael  Grant, Hunger
The problem with loneliness is that, unlike other forms of human suffering, it teaches us nothing, leads us nowhere, and generally devalues us in our own eyes and the eyes of others.
— Adam Bagdasarian, Forgotten Fire
I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be. I gasp, pressing both palms to my chest. Now the monstrous thing has its claws around my throat, squeezing my airway. I twist and put my head between my knees, breathing until the strangled feeling leaves me.
— Veronica Roth, Insurgent
Childhood is the most valuable thing that's taken away from you in life, if you think about it.
— Heather O'Neill, Lullabies for Little Criminals
2AM where do i begin,Crying off my face again,The silent sound of lonliness,Wants to follow me to bed
— Christina Perri
I tried to find a way to go on. I could see familiar traces of the path that was my life, but there was always the wall behind me. Do you know what I mean? First you try and climb, pretending it never happened, but it's too tall. Then you try to go around, thinking you can fix it, but it is too far. Then, in frustration, you beat on it with your hands, but it does nothing, so you tire and sit down and just stare at it. You stare because you can't bring yourself to walk away. Walking away means that you're giving up, abandoning them. "There is no way back. There is only forward. It's impossible to imagine there's any reason to move ahead, but that isn't the real reason you give up. The real fear--the terror that keeps you rooted--is that you might be wrong."  --Myron, Monk of Maribor
— Michael J. Sullivan
Don't they always go from bad to worse? There's no turning back--yourold self rejects you, and shuts you out. ~Lilly Bart
— Edith Wharton, The House of Mirth
Taking a sip of the hot chocolate he'd made her, she met his gaze, those eerie eyes of endless black impenetrable, unreadable. "Max?" "Yes?""Will you remember me?"His heart broke into a thousand pieces. "Always.
— Nalini Singh, Bonds of Justice
Had I known but yesterday what I know today,I’d have taken out your two gray eyesAnd put in eyes of clay;And had I known but yesterday you’d be no more my ownI’d have taken out your heart of fleshAnd put in one of stone
— Tam Lin Neville
I'm sorry you don't want to know me anymore. I will spend the rest of my life regretting the fact that I wasted my second chance to know you. And I will always be conscious of your absence."- Gabriel to Julia.
— Sylvain Reynard, Gabriel's Inferno
Loving a man shouldn't have to be this rough
— Tim McGraw
That old feeling is still in my leaking heart.
— William S. Burroughs
You can't run away from home without destroying somebody's world.
— Neil Gaiman, MirrorMask
My mind is the only sanctuary that has not been stolen from me. Men have tried to breach it before, but I've learned to defend it vigorously, for I am only safe with my innermost thoughts.
— Christopher Paolini
Walking away from my desert companions feels like cutting off a limb. How does one say good-bye to an arm? One doesn't, I suppose. One pretends it isn't happening.
— Rae Carson, The Girl of Fire and Thorns
Fury ignited behind my breastbone , a hot glow like coals blooming into something sharp and dangerous. It was the same old crap- someone thinking they can push you around because you're young, because you're helpless. You had to just sit there and take it because you were under a certain number , because you weren't a real person yet; you could be picked up and dropped like a toy, left behind or thrown away...
— Lili St. Crow, Strange Angels
What mattered was stil there. That was what they all felt, and what surprised them all. What mattered couldnt be shaken.
— Jodi Lynn Anderson, Love and Peaches
The cats at the edge of the clearing were staring up at the sky, their eyes huge with fear. As he looked upward, Fireheart heard the beating of wings and saw a hawk circling above the trees, its harsh cry drifting on the air. At the same time he realized that one cat had not taken shelter; Snowkit was tumbling and playing in the middle of the open space."Snowkit!" Speckletail yowled desperately.
— Erin Hunter, A Dangerous Path
[Fireheart] was interrupted by a screech from Cloudtail. "Fireheart! Fireheart, Brightpaw isn't dead!"Fireheart spun around and raced across the clearing to crouch beside Brightpaw. Her white-and-ginger fur, which, she had always kept so neatly groomed, was spiky with drying blood. On one side of her face the fur was torn away, and there was blood where her eye should have been. One ear had been shredded, and there were huge claw marks scored across her muzzle.
— Erin Hunter, A Dangerous Path
You could drown a kitten in her blue eyes.
— Gary Shteyngart, Super Sad True Love Story
The sky was electric blue above the trees but the yard felt dark. Stephanie went to the edge of the lawn and sat her forehead on her knees. The grass and soil were still warm from the day. She wanted to cry but she couldn't. The feeling was too deep.
— Jennifer Egan, A Visit from the Goon Squad
Stay I whisper to him. Stay in the car. Stay in this moment. But of course he never does.
— Laura Nowlin, If He Had Been with Me
No day shall erase you from the memory of time
— Virgil
I grieve nothing. I take everything.
— Tahereh Mafi, Destroy Me
Regret
—  The saddest word in the English language.
When he was dry, he believed it was alcohol he needed, but when he had a few drinks in him, he knew it was something else, possibly a woman; and when he had it all -- cash, booze, and a wife -- he couldn't be distracted from the great emptiness that was always falling through him and never hit the ground.
— Denis Johnson
So don't fall in love, there's just too much to lose; if you're given the chance then I'm begging you choose to walk away, walk away, don't let it get you. I can't bear to see the same thing happen to you.
— Mayday Parade
In my time,” he said, “they believed in witches. Are you a witch, Honor, that you make me say these things to you?” Causing him to rip open wounds that had stayed safely scabbed over for so long that, most of the time, he managed to forget they existed. Her hands, so very, very gentle, continued to hold his face as she tugged him down until their foreheads touched. “I’m no witch, Dmitri. If I was, I’d know how to fix you.
— Nalini Singh, Archangel's Blade
Waste is Criminal.
— Kristin Cashore, Fire
When Brocker arrived he took her hands and held them to his face and cried into them.
— Kristin Cashore, Fire
And his eyes frighten me, too. They're the eyes of an old man, an old man who's seen so much in life that he no longer cares to go on living. They're not even desperate... just quiet and expectant, and very, very lonely, as if he were quite alone of his own free choice.
— Anne Holm, I Am David
I know how to be the witness to her grief. I don't know how to be this kind of villain.
— Holly Black, Red Glove
That was what happened to laughter when you caged it. It became unbearably sad. It was worse than crying.
— Isobelle Carmody, Greylands
Sad things happen. They do. But we don't need to live sad forever.
— Mattie J.T. Stepanek
. . . And as fall turned to winter, the Darlington peach trees started dropping their leaves again, gently, like they were letting them go. It wasnt the same as giving them up. It wasnt the same as losing them.
— Jodi Lynn Anderson, The Secrets of Peaches
With Dante gone, time seemed to stand still around me; the mornings just as cloudy and dark as the evenings, as if the sun had never decided to rise. There was no wind, like the world was holding its breath along with me, waiting for him to return.
— Yvonne Woon, Life Eternal
For you where never my blood sister so no more shall I call you little sister
— Helen Dunmore, The Crossing of Ingo
It is far more painful to awake from a beautiful slumber and – in that brief period when the continuity of life is still lost to you – to reach across the bed for a hand that is not there.
— E.O. Higgins, Conversations with Spirits
Please Tommy. Please.
— James Dashner, The Maze Runner
I was asleep for almost ten years. And then this big goober with all these fucking weird animals moved into my house, and I was suddenly awake.
— Amy Lane, Dex in Blue
You felt a deep sorrow, the kind of melancholy you feel when you're in a beautiful place and the sun is going down
— Thrity Umrigar, The Space Between Us
I had a hundred and seventeen days in which to convince Will Traynor that he had a reason to live.
— Jojo Moyes, Me Before You
This isn’t a church social, Sweetheart. You aren’t going to be able to save me this time.
— Katherine Allred, The Sweet Gum Tree
It were a grief so brief to part with thee.Farewell.
— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
Tiffany has been apprenticing as a witch by visiting people in need with her mentor. After meeting with one particularly sad case, she tells her mentor, "It shouldn't be like this." Her mentor replies, "There isn't a way things should be. There's just what happens, and what we do.
— Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky
In the end we're all miserable. It's a human condition.
— Yvonne Prinz, The Vinyl Princess
Have you ever gotten so sad that it actually feels GOOD to do something you know will make you even sadder?
— Hillary Frank, I Can't Tell You
I was running in circles, I hurt myself, just to find my purpose. Everything was so worthless, I didn't deserve this, but to me you were perfect.
— Hollywood
...alone is such a nebulous state when one is queen.
— Rae Carson, The Crown of Embers
I will always love you Drizzt Do'Urden my life was full and without regret because I knew you and was completed by you. Sleep well, my love.
— R.A. Salvatore
What exists beneath the sea?I’d always pictured it in colors of emerald and aquamarine, where black velvet fish with sequined eyes swim among plankton.But, when my eyes adjust, I see gray stones, lost anchors, wet wood, buttons, hooks, and eyes, the salem witches who wouldn’t float, stars and stripes, missing vessels, windup toys, the souls of Romeo and Juliet, peaches, cream, pistons, screams, cages of ribs and birds, tunnels, nutcracker soldiers, satin bows, drugstore signs, Pandora box ripped open at its hinges.
— Kelly Easton, The Life History of a Star
Being sad with the right people is better than being happy with the wrong ones.
— Philippos
Jolly felt salty tears on her lips, and for the first time in her life it occurred to her that sorrow tasted exactly like the sea.
— Kai Meyer, Pirate Emperor
I lit up like a Christmas tree-Augustus Waters
— John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
He will be someone who is defined, first and always, by what he is missing.
— Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life
I am six years old and instead of celebrating with birthday cakes, I chew on a piece of charcoal. 
— Loung Ung
The more you start to love someone, the more you ache when they’re gone, and maybe it’s that middle ground that hurts the most, when you can see them and still not feel like you’re near enough.
— Robin Benway, Emmy & Oliver
You are all the colours in one, at full brightness.
— Jennifer Niven, All the Bright Places
Sadness flies on the wings of the morning, and out of the heart of darkness comes the light.
— Jean Giraudoux
Where do we record the passing of wildlife? Who mourns the silent deaths of the small?
— O.R. Melling
I was abused my family was the "brady bunch
— Dave Pelzer, A Child Called "It"
This was the lesson we kept learning over and over and over, the lesson our mother was best capable of teaching us. Love—whatever else it might or might not be—was fleeting. Love stormed into your life and occupied it, it took over every corner of your soul, made itself comfortable, made itself wanted, then treasured, then necessary, love did all of this and then it did next the only thing it had left to do, it retreated, it vanished, it left no trace of itself. Love was horrifying.
— Christie Hodgen
In Hollywood, we're always looking for the next big thing that will help us feel fulfilled. As actors, we're always trying to be someone else. Things like therapy help us learn how to be ourselves. Sometimes.
— Jen Calonita, There's No Place Like Home
And you find some way to surviveAnd you find out you don't have to be happy at all..To be happy you're alive.
— Brian Yorkey
David looked at me, then, the regret plain on his face. No matter what I said, we both knew the hard truth. We do our best. We try. And usually, it makes no difference at all
— Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm
One by one they dissapeared Pumpkin last of all. The last May saw of himwas his sad face under his waving tuft of hair and then his long fingers,reaching out toward her for a hug that would never happen now as they turned around the bend.
— Jodi Lynn Anderson, May Bird Among the Stars
Oh, Caddy," said Saffron miserably."I know. It's awful. But I'm going. We all should.""It will be so sad.""You have to be sad sometimes," said Caddy. "Whatever Dad says. He may be right. Granddad probably had totally lost his marbles, but I am still sad and I'm still going to the funeral. I shall be as unhappy as I like and I shall where black.
— Hilary McKay, Saffy's Angel
We are traveling down a path with no happy ending, and it's too late to turn around.
— Mandy Hubbard, But I Love Him
I'm tired of making people sad and I'm tired of disappointing them and I'm tired of seeing them break. I have seen this too many times. He will be the last.
— James Frey, A Million Little Pieces
I don't know what I am thinking. But I am alone. I am trapped in the net of the room. In the net of humans. I think maybe I am drowning in the net of humans.
— Karen Hesse, The Music of Dolphins
He was not in the house. He did not come back that night. Days went by, and at last she understood that he would not return at all.
— Audrey Niffenegger, Her Fearful Symmetry
The pattern's laid out on the bedWith dozens of colors of threadBut you've got the needleI guess that's the point in the end
— Amanda Palmer
What’s her name? Claire, what’s her name?
— Rachel Caine, Black Dawn
A broom that was almost never used was leaned up against the wall. He took it and started to sweep. Dust flew up his nose. When he had been sweeping for a while he realised he had no dustpan. He swept the pile of dust under the couch. Better to have a little shit in the corners than a clean hell. He flipped through the pages of a porno, put it back. Wound his scarf around his neck until his head felt like it was about to explode, released it. Got up and took a few steps on the rug. Sank to his knees, prayed to god.
— John Ajvide Lindqvist, Let the Right One In
Was I sticking around because I really wanted to be with Austin, or because I was afraid no one else would want to be with me?
— Lauren Gallagher, Damaged Goods
She smells of her cooking and the perfume Eau d'Hadrien. My mother wore it, too. She used to cook, like Lili. Our house smelled of garlic and thyme instead of sadness.
— Jennifer Donnelly, Revolution
I won't let you go! I love you, Dog!''There will be other dogs and friends, and loves' whispered the Dog. 'You have found your family, your heritage, and you have earned a high place in the world. I love you too, but my time with you has passed.
— Garth Nix, Abhorsen
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. From face to face, he looked on as the man played and the woman wept. The different notes handled her eyes. Such sadness.
— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
I no longer pursue happiness, for it alludes me in every occasion. It is as if I'm trying to find something that is invisible, and sometimes I can't help to wonder if I'm the only one who it is oblivious to
— Dave Guerrero
It was going to be a long, dark night but not quite as dark as it was in the abyss of his heart where there was nothing but hollowness, yet it felt heavy, almost as if someone still resided there.
— Faraaz Kazi
Who would have listened to his tales of woe when his love was the flickering lamp over his own decaying tomb?
— Faraaz Kazi
If people can't stand being alone, they have no choice but to die
— Natsuo Kirino, Grotesque
I wanted to wash away our past misgivings in those tears that would run from our eyes and weave a new start by folding her in my arms.I wanted to, but I did not!
— Faraaz Kazi
Isolation, for him, had become a basic sine qua non for existence and loneliness, his sole companion like a perfectly faithful twin. He was someone for whom even happiness would cry for, mourning the death of his sentiments and murdering the existence of his soul.
— Faraaz Kazi
Love is like a rose. So beautiful to look at, yet so painful to touch.
— Anonymous
a raped girl is bad for the family: it shows that they can’t protect their women; that they have little social standing; and that they’re not respectable. It’s worse for the victim because once a woman, or a girl—or a boy—is known as the target of a rape she becomes so despised, so shamed, so worthless that she turns into public property. No one is raped only once.
— Louise Brown, The Dancing Girls of Lahore: Selling Love and Saving Dreams in Pakistan's Pleasure District
He had never smoked but then had he ever loved? Life made him love and love made him smoke.
— Faraaz Kazi
And I'd started thinking about my mother's last weeks--the way she'd drifted listlessly about the house in her dressing gown, cigarettes in one hand, glass of something strong-smelling in the other. 
— Anna Davis, Cheet
I'm so sorry," he whispered to her, knowing she couldn't hear. I'm so sorry." Her mouth moved, working to speak, and he leaned in to make out what she was trying to say. "Me ... too," she whispered. "I only ever ... cared for...
— James Dashner, The Death Cure
Understanding life is like trying to put together a puzzle with pieces that don't fit.
— Dave Guerrero
It is interesting how one word can spark memories that one believes she has buried beyond recognition.
— Mandy Nachampassack-Maloney, Asha in Time
My daddy has a chain five miles long, on each link a heart for a lover he has lost.
— Dolly Parton
I felt him there with me. The real David. My David. David, you are still here. Alive. Alive in me.Alive in the galaxy.Alive in the stars.Alive in the sky.Alive in the sea.Alive in the palm trees.Alive in feathers.Alive in birds.Alive in the mountains.Alive in the coyotes.Alive in books.Alive in sound.Alive in mom.Alive in dad.Alive in Bobby.Alive in me.Alive in soil.Alive in branches.Alive in fossils.Alive in tongues.Alive in eyes.Alive in cries.Alive in bodies.Alive in past, present and future. Alive forever.
— Kelly Easton, The Life History of a Star
When I'm depressed I'll lie to myself to make me feel better. But really, it's ok, because depression only sometimes gets the best of me.
— Dave Guerrero
Love has different shape, like this falling snow in winter
— Rizki De, Endless Winter in Korea
Why are you drinking? demanded the little prince."So that I may forget," replied the tippler."Forget what?" inquired the little prince, who was already sorry for him."Forget that I am ashamed," the tippler confessed, hanging his head."Ashamed of what?" insisted the little prince, who wanted to help him."Ashamed of drinking!
— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
We stood side by side, and for that minute, in the stillness of that room, he was not the King. I was not not the Princess, taken against her will to the City. We were two people trying to forget.
— Anna Carey, Once
We lost weight and grew thin. We stopped bleeding. We stopped dreaming. We stopped wanting.
— Julie Otsuka, The Buddha in the Attic
Connections only caused a ripping pain no one deserved.
— Jennifer Probst, The Marriage Bargain
I couldn't help but suspect something he'd seen or encountered had changed his view of what had happened between them. It had somehow set him free. And he'd let it fly, that gorgeous blackbird of a love he'd been keeping in a cage. What was it like for him, every day standing outside in the wind and rain to stare at the ocean, yearning for some sign of her, never giving up hope? At The Peak perhaps she'd finally come into view, a ship coming neither toward him nor away, only riding that perfect line between heaven and earth, long enough for him to know that she had loved him, that what they had was real, before slipping out of sight, probably forever.
— Marisha Pessl, Night Film
Ever been so happy for someone and so aware of how lonely their happiness makes you feel at the same time?
— Carey Heywood, Him
Nights dark beyond darkness and the days more gray each one than what had gone before.
— Cormac McCarthy, The Road
There was no up, there was no down. There was a steady, nauseated life five minutes ago, but nothing five minutes from now. And then, very suddenly, there was no 'now.
— Paige Harbison, New Girl
Loneliness is my worst enemy, but in the end he's usually my only real friend.
— Dave Guerrero