“When people refuse to pay the price of personal responsibility for the problems of the nation, these same people end up paying the high price of irresponsibility, which is often in tragedy and sorrow.”

“Maybe in time most wounds will heal; but this, this tragedy – it will last with me an entire lifetime. I can either make it my greatest story or fall short of who i am supposed to be, thats the only real choice i have left in all of this and from there my path will begin.”

“…rarely do the ‘significant events’ in our lives change us. At least, not in any way we want. The people who suffer tragedy and go on to greatness? They’re the stuff of movies and TV shows and books, and–only very rarely–real life. Most of us just go on, the walking wounded, dealing with our lives. This doesn’t make us bad–it just means we’re not superheroes. It means we’re just people, like everyone else.”

“My life written as a theater production would be considered a tragedy. My life written by the good times experienced, would be considered a fairytale.”

“One day can change your life. One day can ruin your life. All life is is three or four big days that change everything.”

“How tragic it is to find that an entire lifetime is wasted in pursuit of distractions while purpose is neglected.”

“Though Shakespeare and his writings did not get much value during his age, ‘time’ has aptly given him his due respect later!”

“When each minute of consciousness is a burden, an extra forty-five of them constitutes an almost insurmountable tragedy.”

“Satire is tragedy plus time. You give it enough time, the public, the reviewers will allow you to satirize it. Which is rather ridiculous, when you think about it.”

“Our tragedy is their beauty. Our pain is their art. The beatific bereavement that is our life captured on a canvas for all the world to see.”

“To forget God’s law is our tragedy.”

“In the center lay the exploded carcass of a lonely sperm whale that hadn’t lived long enough to be disappointed with its lot.”

“Not every loss was confirmed by an officer at the door. Nor a telegram with the power to sink a fleet. Loss, often the worst kind, also arrived through the deafening quiet of an absence.”

“There is something more dangerous than the death of one’s body. It is “the undiscovered self”; being alive without knowing why.”

“Only the debris of wreckage, and not much of that, was left behind by the sharks who fed on tragedy: the fishermen, too, mourned the death of a living child.”