Quotes About Unhappiness

It was quite obvious, it was, as people say, as clear as day, that Lieutenant Trotta, the grandson of the hero of Solferino, was partly bringing about the doom of others, partly being pulled under by those who were themselves going down, and, in any case, that he was one of those unhappy beings on whom an evil power had cast its evil eye.

When unhappy, one doubts everything; when happy, one doubts nothing

We go too far in fearing for our unhappy bodies, but our forgotten spirit shrivels up in some corner. Our lives are going wrong, we conduct ourselves without dignity. We lack historical sense, forget that even those about to perish are part of history. I hate nobody. I am not embittered. And once the love of mankind has germinated in you, it will grow without measure.

There is something in the pang of change More than the heart can bear, Unhappiness remembering happiness.

Unhappy is the land that needs a hero.

Both money and health contribute to happiness mostly in the negative; the lack of them brings much more unhappiness than possessing them brings happiness. p 169

When money or health is a problem, you think of little else; when it's not a problem, you don't think much about it. Both money and health contribute to happiness mostly in negative; the lack of them brings much more unhappiness than possessing them brings happiness.

The opposite of happiness is unhappiness, not depression.

But what was making her unhappy? Where was the extraordinary catastrophe that had wrecked her life?She raised her head and looked around, as though trying to find the cause of her suffering.

Emma still had a joyless look, and, habitually, at the corners of her mouth, she had that tightness that crumples the faces of old maids and bankrupts.

But what was making her so unhappy? Where was the extraordinary catastrophe that had overturned her life? And she lifted her head and looked around, as though seeking the cause of what hurt her so.

In spite of her giddy airs (the phrase used by the bourgeois wives of Yonville), Emma still had a joyless look, and, habitually, at the corners of her mouth, she had that tightness that crumples the faces of old maids and bankrupts.

Ciom?giÈ›i-l pe s?racul care rîvneÈ™te la p?tura de pe spinarea m?garului, la mîncarea cîinelui, la cuibul p?s?rii, È™i care e foarte mîhnit c? alÈ›ii nu sînt la fel de nenorociÈ›i ca el.(Circoncelionii)

Os homens são os únicos animais que se devotam diariamente a tornar os outros infelizes. É uma arte como outra qualquer. Seus virtuoses são chamados de altruístas

My belief is that happiness is necessarily transient. The natural state of a reflective man is one of depression. The world is a botch. Women can make men perfectly happy, but they seldom know how to do it. They make too much effort: they overlook the powerful effect of simple amiability. Women are also the cause of the worst kind of unhappiness.

I am, indeed, against all proselyters, whether they be on my side or on some other side. What moves nine-tenths of them, I believe, is simply the certainty of the result that I have just mentioned. Their lofty pretensions are all tosh. The thing they yearn for is the satisfaction of making someone unhappy: that yearning is almost as universal among them as thirst is in dry Congressmen.

Unhappy is he to whom the memories of childhood bring only fear and sadness.

and then we know that we have looked back through the ivory gates into that world of wonder which was ours before we were wise and unhappy.

The universal demand for happiness and the widespread unhappiness in our society (and these are but two sides of the same coin) are among the most persuasive signs that we have begun to live in a labor society which lacks enough laboring to keep it contented. For only the animal laborans, and neither the craftsman nor the man of action, has ever demanded to be 'happy' or thought that mortal men could be happy.

The universal demand for happiness and the widespread unhappiness in our society (and these are but two sides of the same coin) are among the most persuasive signs that we have begun to live in a labor society which lacks enough laboring to keep it contented. For only the animal laborans, and neither the craftsman nor the man of action, has ever demanded to be happy or thought that mortal men could be happy.

There is no unhappiness like the misery of sighting land again after a cheerful careless voyage.

All your emotions were so intense—your anger like daggers, your unhappiness a poisoned well. Even your love had such sharp corners and dark alleys.

Was unhappiness really so invisible? Or did people simply prefer to turn away, as if from lepers?

When I was small, it was difficult for me to be around you," Callista continued. "All your emotions were so intense—your anger like daggers, your unhappiness a poisoned well. Even your love had such sharp corners and dark alleys.