Quotes About Mood

Like fever and pain, anxiety and low mood are useful normal responses to some situations.

Internal medicine doctors know the functions of the kidneys. They don't confuse protective defenses such as cough and pain with diseases such as pneumonia and cancer. Psychiatrists lack a similar framework for the utility of stress, sleep, anxiety, and mood, so psychiatric diagnostic categories remain confusing and crude.

Mood allocates] investments of time, effort, resources, and risk taking to maximize Darwinian fitness in situations of varying propitiousness. High and low moods adjust cognition and behavior to cope with propitious and unpropitious situations.

Are you a Tigger or an Eyore?

Stroking my dog calms me down.

I'm a big candle guy.

I listen to music when I'm feeling down or just a certain way. I don't know what I'd do without it!

I'm not the sort of chap who can sit down and write music. When it comes, I'm happy.

People are always telling me to cheer up.

I suppose it is the lot of soldiers and Marines to be objectified according to the politics of the day and the mood of the American people about their war.

Sunshine is supposed to make you happy.

August depresses me a little. I don't even feel like eating. And when I don't eat, that's a sure sign of stagnation.

Being in this fine mood, I spoke to a little boy, whom I saw playing alone in the road, asking him what he was going to be when he grew up. Of course I expected to hear him say a sailor, a soldier, a hunter, or something else that seems heroic to childhood, and I was very much surprised when he answered innocently, 'A man.'

I'm in a wild mood tonight. I want to go dance in the foam. I hear the banshees calling.

Some days I feel like playing it smooth. Some days I feel like playing it like a waffle iron.

It got dark and the rain-clouded lights of the stores were soaked up by the black street.

Overhead the rain still pounded, with a remote sound, as if it was somebody else's rain.

He smiled his first smile of the day. He probably allowed himself four. [...] He was doing an awful lot of smiling that day. Using up a whole week's supply.

It was raining again the next morning, a slanting grey rain like a swung curtain of crystal beads.

and the rain blew in under the porch, not as cold as her lips.

He considered the importance of what he was to do, and calmed himself. He felt the dragon's mood and acknowledged it. It was a willingness to accept whatever fate brought, but without a resignation to defeat. Death might come, but with it might also come victory.

Self-pity" is just sadness, I think, in the pejorative.

Feelings are energy

One cloud feels lonely.