The saddest thing of word or pen, To know the things that might have been.
The saddest country I went to was Romania, years ago, during Ceausescu's rule.
The greatest day of my life was the day I married Mrs. Ford.
The saddest thing in life is wasted talent, and the choices you make will shape your life forever.
Sometimes the saddest stories take the fewest words.
I've been the saddest while I've been the most successful, strangely.
The happiest she'd ever been was with him, and the saddest. Was that the true test of love?
Let mine not be that saddest fate of all To live beyond my greater self; to see My faculties decaying, as the tree Stands stark and helpless while its green leaves fall. . . "She lives, but all her usefulness is past. "
I'm the happiest the saddest guy in the world can be.
Of all tales 'tis the saddest--and more sad, Because it makes us smile.
That was one of the saddest things about people--their most important thoughts and feelings often went unspoken and barely understood.
I'm coming back in. . . and it's the saddest moment of my life.
I'm saddest when I sing.
My father always said, 'The saddest thing in life is wasted talent. '
That is the saddest thing: He [Prince] always thought I would die of a drug overdose, and here it happens he dies of an accidental overdose.
Sunset is the saddest light there is.
The saddest birds a season find to sing,The roughest storm a calm may soon allay;Thus with succeeding turns God tempereth all,That men may hope to rise yet fear to fall.
. . . of all things this was the saddest, that life goes on: if one leaves one's lover, life should stop for him, and if one disappears from the world, then the world should stop, too: and it never did. And that was the real reason for most people getting up in the morning: not because it would matter but because it wouldn't.
But the saddest difference between them was that Zazetsky, as Luria said, 'fought to regain his lost faculties with the indomitable tenacity of the damned,' whereas Dr P. was not fighting, did not know what was lost. But who was more tragic, or who was more damned -- the man who knew it, or the man who did not?
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.