But I'm not like sad depressed miserable person. I guess sometimes I give off that impression.

If I get the forty additional years statisticians say are likely coming to me I could fit in at least one maybe two new lifetimes. Sad that only one of those lifetimes can include being the mother of young children.

I don't know what to say to that but I have to agree with Johnny that yeah we do touch upon things that most men would rather not admit: That we feel pain we cry get sad and sometimes don't deal well with disappointment.

Sometimes I wonder if suicides aren't in fact sad guardians of the meaning of life.

War is very sad and small life is pathetically fragile at times.

I was raised in an atmosphere of 'everything's fine.' But as I got older I was like 'Well no everything's not fine. There is stuff that's sad.' I am a really sensitive person. I think I am too sensitive sometimes.

I seldom think about my limitations and they never make me sad. Perhaps there is just a touch of yearning at times but it is vague like a breeze among flowers.

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.

I'm not religious I'm not romantic and I live purely by logic. I make every decision by logic and sometimes that leads me to the right and sometimes to the wrong decision.

I think that the romantic impulse is in all of us and that sometimes we live it for a short time but it's not part of a sensible way of living. It's a heroic path and it generally ends dangerously.