Quotes About Unhappiness

What is it with me? Am I absolutely nobody, but merely inordinately vain? I do not know…. But I am most fearfully unhappy. That is all. I am so unhappy that I wish I was dead—yet I should be mad to die when I have not yet lived at all.

The movement of descent and discovery begins at the moment you consciously become dissatisfied with life. . . . Concealed within this basic unhappiness with life and existence is the embryo of a growing intelligence, a special intelligence, usually buried under the immense weight of social shams. A person who is beginning to sense the suffering of life is, at the same time, beginning to "awaken" to deeper realities, truer realities.4

Unhappiness breeds unkindness,

well over 50 percent of Americans are unhappy at work. Many of these people are doing well, but they are doing well at something they don't enjoy.

Ria sozinha quase o tempo todo, uma moça magra querendo controlar a própria loucura, discretamente infeliz.

For the rest of that month, on dusty afternoons, when the sun looked like a giant yolk in the cloudless sky, no one managed to get any work done at the office. Nearly all of them had the distinct feeling they would live unhappily ever after. And they did.

Quase todos ali dentro tinham a nítida sensação de que seriam infelizes pra sempre. E foram.

First, when you focus only on what your work offers you, it makes you hyperaware of what you don't like about it, leading to chronic unhappiness.

Whatever I thought right seemed bad to others; whatever seemed wrong to me, others approved of. I ran into feuds wherever I found myself, I met disfavor wherever I went; if I longed for happiness, I only stirred up misery; so I had to be called "Woeful": Woe is all I possess. Wagner, Die Walküre

There were many causes of his unhappiness, but at heart I believe now, as I believed then, that it was essential y the result of growing up in a household, and a world, where emotional expression of any kind was at best frowned on and at worst strangled.

There were many causes of his unhappiness, but at heart I believe now, as I believed then, that it was essentially the result of growing up in a household, and a world, where emotional expression of any kind was at best frowned on and at worst strangled.

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Unsereins ist doch einmal unselig in der und der andern Welt, ich glaub´ wenn wir in Himmel kämen, so müssten wir donnern helfen.

No, it's human, Curran said. That's the problem. People, especially unhappy people, want a cause. They want something to belong to, to be a part of something great and bigger, and to be led. It's easy to be a cog in a machine: you don't have to think, you have no responsibility. You're just following orders. Doing as your told.

No, it's human," Curran said. "That's the problem. People, especially unhappy people, want a cause. They want something to belong to, to be a part of something great and bigger, and to be led. It's easy to be a cog in a machine: you don't have to think, you have no responsibility. You're just following orders. Doing as you're told.

That's the problem. People, especially unhappy people, want a cause. They want something to belong to, to be a part of something great and bigger, and to be led. It's easy to be a cog in a machine: you don't have to think, you have no responsibility. You're just following orders. Doing as you're told." "I

People, especially unhappy people, want a cause. They want something to belong to, to be a part of something great and bigger, and to be led. It's easy to be a cog in a machine: you don't have to think, you have no responsibility. You're just following orders. Doing as you're told.

I've been so unhappy for years, so unhappy . . . I don't understand how a human being can be so unhappy all the time and still be alive.

It was her birthday. She thought, I am always unhappy on this day.

I'll never be happy, how can you love me, I'm awful, I'm covered with spiders, I'm doomed .

I need love, I've never felt more in need of it than now. I feel so terribly terribly unhappy.

I must admit that I am in a state of utter wretchedness and have been for a long time. I didn't know that such extreme unhappiness could continue for so long.

And she did seem then to go to sleep instantly: the quick flight into oblivion of the chronically unhappy person.

Extreme continuing unhappiness often consoles itself with images of death which may in a sense be idle, but which can play a vital part in consolation and also in the continuance of illusion. If that happens I am dead, consoles, and also dulls the edge of speculation and even of conscience. It is another way of saying, to me that cannot happen.