#tragedy

A world where a majority had imbibed the lessons implicit within tragic art would be one in which the consequences of our failures would necessarily cease to weigh upon us so heavily. ↗

— Alain de Botton

#failure #forgiveness #judgmentt #tragedy #art

While art thrives on the blazing colours of scandal, literature blossoms on the dark soil of tragedy. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#artists #arts-and-humanities #books #classics #creativity

It may be that The Great Gatsby is as perfect, word for word, just in terms of English; but Ulysses is deeper, richer, wider – and is comic, whereas The Great Gatsby is a tragic novel. And I think all great art is comic art. (video) ↗

— Stephen Fry

#books #comedy #fitzgerald #humour #joyce

Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#friar-lawrence #love #romeo-and-juliet #shakespeare #tragedy

A flower bloomed already wilting. Beginning its life with an early ending. ↗

— R.J. Gonzales

#death #loss #loss-of-a-baby #miscarriage #sad

Cover her face; mine eyes dazzle. She died young. ↗

— John Webster

#jacobean-tragedy #murder #youth #death

Die Welt ist nirgends außer diesen Mauern; Nur Fegefeuer, Qual, die Hölle selbst. Von hier verbannt, ist aus der Welt verbannt, Und solcher Bann ist Tod: Drum gibst du ihm Den falschen Namen. - Nennst du Tod Verbannung, Enthauptest du mit goldnem Beile mich Und lächelst zu dem Streich, der mich ermordet. There is no world without Verona walls, But purgatory, torture, hell itself. Hence banishèd is banished from the world, And world's exile is death. Then "banishèd" Is death mistermed. Calling death "banishèd", Thou cuttest my head off with a golden axe And smilest upon the stroke that murders me. Romeo: Act III, Scene 3 ↗

— William Shakespeare

#liebe #love #tod #tragedy #tragödie

Tragedy is when someone ends up dead. Everything else is just a bump in the road. ↗

— Gabrielle Zevin

#tragedy #truth #death

Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard, A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abused: but know, thou noble youth, The serpent that did sting thy father's life Now wears his crown. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#tragedy #death

The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it. ↗

— Terri Garey

#tragedy #life