Sad Quotes from Bojack Horseman

I don’t know what I’m doing and I can’t make myself stop.”

You are all the things that are wrong with you.

Sometimes I feel like I was born with a leak, and any goodness I started with just slowly spilled out of me and now it’s all gone.

It’s not about being happy, that’s the thing. I’m just trying to get through each day.

I don’t think I believe in ‘deep down’. I think that all you are is just the things that you do.

The universe is a cruel, uncaring void. The key to being happy isn’t a search for meaning; it’s to just keep yourself busy with unimportant nonsense, and eventually, you’ll be dead.

Sometimes I feel like I was doomed from the start.

You know, it’s funny; when you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.

You know, it’s funny that when you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.

It’s like, one second I’m on top of the world and the next… [snaps fingers] right back on my ass.

In this terrifying world, all we have are the connections that we make.

People always say ‘tragedy plus time’ equals comedy. But I don’t think that’s true. I think tragedy plus time equals distance.

Every day it gets a little easier. But you gotta do it every day. That’s the hard part.

Sometimes I feel like I’m a spectator to my own life.

Sad Quotes from Bojack Horseman part 2

I just want to feel good about myself. I want to matter to people.

It doesn’t get easier, you just get stronger.

It’s not about being happy, that is the thing. I’m just trying to get through each day.

It gets easier. Every day it gets a little easier. But you gotta do it every day, that’s the hard part.

When you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.

I have so many thoughts and I’ve no ideas how to organize them.

Whether your endings are happy or sad, you are responsible for them.

Sometimes life’s a bitch and then you keep living.

If you keep doing the same things, you’re gonna keep getting the same results.

Life is a series of closing doors, isn’t it?

I just don’t understand how people can live their whole lives without any regard to the consequences of their actions.

It’s so weird to think how I thought BoJack Horseman was the biggest piece of shit and now I think he’s, I don’t know, maybe the medium to small-sized piece of shit.

This is the exact kind of thing that ruins lives and you don’t realize it until it’s over.

I hate to break it to you, but there isn’t a rock bottom. There’s always another rock bottom.

You can’t keep doing shitty things and then feel bad about yourself like that makes it okay.

I wanted to know that the world was good and it was going to be okay.

I don’t know if I believe in it deep down, but I kinda think that maybe there’s some higher power that’s watching out for all of us.

Life is a series of closing doors, isn’t it?

I don’t understand how people…live. It’s amazing to me that people wake up every morning and say: ‘Yeah, another day, let’s do it!’

You know, sometimes I feel like I was born with a leak, and any goodness I started with just slowly spilled out of me, and now it’s all gone. And I’ll never get it back in me again.

It’s so strange; you know someone for years, and then you realize you don’t really know them at all.

I’ve been faking my way through life!

I wanted to feel good about myself. I wanted to matter to people. But none of it worked.

I used to feel a lot; I used to feel…happier.

It’s not about being happy, that is the thing. I’m just trying to get through each day.

You know, it’s funny; when you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.

You can’t just keep doing shitty things and then feel bad about yourself. You need to be better.

The universe is a cruel, uncaring void. The key to being happy isn’t the search for meaning. It’s to keep yourself busy with unimportant nonsense, and eventually, you’ll be dead.

Deep down, you want them to like you, the real you. But you’re afraid that if they do, you won’t be able to hide your faults.

Maybe there won’t be marriage. Maybe there won’t be children. …But by god, there’ll be a family.

Fish don’t know they’re in water. Do you think you’re not in what I make?