Quotes About Mood

On staring out at a gloomy day: First you must realize that it is the day that is gloomy, not you. If you want to be gloomy, too, that's all right, but it's not mandatory.

I light candles because I want to have candles lit, not because I need to see!

I guess happiness is not a state you want to be in all the time.

If what you want to paint is the emotive mood in all its strength... then you must not sit and stare at everything and depict it exactly as one sees it.

Things flow better and everyone is in a better mood because they're like, 'I got my point across and it sounds like I want it to sound'

It is unrealistic to want to be happy all the time.

Actors are hard to photograph because they never want to reveal who they are. You don't know if you're getting a character from a Chekhov play or a Polanski film. It depends what mood they're in.

There's always a tone that you have to hit right in horror. With the blood, you want to make sure that it makes sense all along.

knowing his mood was miserable from lack of sleep […], knowing he was unfair […], knowing all these things but unable to stop the dark torrent of his thoughts.

Leaves skirled past, clattering like tiny bones.

Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.

I do not feel quite real today. How quickly things can change.

My mood swayed between a desire to weep and a cool, steely anger.

They seemed to live every day as if it were their last, subject to a brutal vitality, a careless disregard for conventional behaviour. Yet this mood was tinged by a kind of wistfulness, like a thin song in the great vault of the night.

In her present mood, the prospect of sacrifice would have livened up what she otherwise anticipated would be a bleak event.

Could Ellony feel the potential humming around her? She still stared moodily into the flames, no doubt dreaming of the days she thought would come.

Ah, that's better!" Redrought boomed again. In fact, the King only ever seemed to bellow, boom or shout, no matter what his mood. But nobody seemed to mind too much; at least he never had to repeat himself.

She wasn't [okay], though. Okay was a bland, plateau-like emotional state, somewhere between fine and miserable on the feelings scale.

We share our planet quite naturally with a permanent aeroplankton; a buoyant ecology too soft to hear, too small to see, but heavy with mood and meaning. Imagine being aware of all these airy inclusions - and you can begin to understand how it might feel to be able to smell really well.

There's a softer and harder person in everyone, depending on the time.

Every so often, if I'm in a melancholy mood, I'll sing 'Desperado' in my shows. I'll sit alone at the piano and play it as a solo. The song feels like an old friend - except now it's saying, 'You were a desperado once, but you worked your way out of it.'

I like guitar sounds to be a little somber.

I don't really connect with super-sad, somber songs.

Even colors were important to me. If it was a somber scene, the colors were muted and dark. If it was a happy or seductive scene, the colors were brighter.