“Beautiful sadness is a myth. Sadness turns our features to clay, not porcelain.”
“I can see that the sadness has returned. And it's not a beautiful sadness- beautiful sadness is a myth. Sadness turns our features to clay, not porcelain.”
“Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this storyteller is alive. The next thing you know something fine will happen to her, something marvelous, and then she will turn around and smile.”
“We are born sad and we die sad, but meanwhile we love bodies whose sad beauty is a miracle.”
“Thats beautiful! Sad and beautiful," murmured Meggie. Why were sad stories often so beautiful? It was different in real life.”
“They're beautiful. But sad.'Everything's sad if you make it so, I said.”