Quotes About Unhappiness

At one point, trying to explain her unhappiness, Sanna was to say to Miss Love, I read some psychology books in college. Everything that's supposed to warp a child happened to me. Miss Love, who had been raped as an adolescent, replies, Everything that could warp a child happened to me, too. But understanding that doesn't help. It's interesting but it doesn't help. I figure that what you do with your life now is all that counts. I try not to look back.

I think a lot about the poems I wasn't able to write...I masturbrated...Solitude is essentially a matter of pride; you bury yourself in your own scent. The issue is the same for all real poets. If you've been happy for too long, you become banal. By the same token, if you've been unhappy for a long time, you lose your poetic power...Happiness and poverty can only coexist for the briefest time. Afterword either happiness coarsens the poet or the poem is so true it destroys his happiness.

Heroic dreams are the consolation of the unhappy. After all, when people like us say we're being heroic, it usually means we're about to kill each other--or kill ourselves.

Cartile nu adauga nefericirii omenesti decat o anumita adancime, pe care noi o socotim a fi consolare.

Hanya orang yang sangat pintar dan sangat tidak bahagia bisa menulis puisi yang bagus.

Kad sam postao toliko nesretan da više ni za što nisam bio sposoban - tad sam po?eo misliti na sre?u.

C?rÈ›ile nu adaug? nefericirii omeneÈ™ti decât o anumit? adâncime, pe care noi o socotim a fi consolare.

M?i gia Ä'ình h?nh phúc ??u gi?ng nhau nhÆ°ng các gia Ä'ình b?t h?nh thì b?t h?nh theo cách riêng c?a h?.

It's intelligence that makes you unhappy.

When I am in trouble, eating is the only thing that consoles me. Indeed, when I am in really great trouble, as any one who knows me intimately will tell you, I refuse everything except food and drink. At the present moment I am eating muffins because I am unhappy. Besides, I am particularly fond of muffins.

She read and read and read, but she was stuffing herself with the letters on the page like an unhappy child stuffing itself with chocolate. They didn't taste bad, but she was still unhappy.

What was a slap for ten pages of escapism, ten pages far from everything that made him unhappy, ten pages of real life instead of the monotony that other people called the real world?

It was far easier to believe in unhappiness than in happiness.

ten pages of escapism, ten pages far from everything that made him unhappy, ten pages of real life instead of the monotony that other people called the real world?

Manchmal denke ich, Angst ist die Ursache allen Unglücks

It was far easier to believe in unhappiness than happiness.

If only it wasn't so difficult. It was far easier to believe in unhappiness than in happiness.

What if God wants us to be happy? What if there's nothing else around the bend? What if all our unhappiness is in the past and from here on out we get an uncomplicated life? Some people get that, you know. Why shouldn't it be us?

I actually liked the disolation of winter; it was the season when it was okay to be unhappy. If I were to ever kill myself, I thought it would be in the summer.

First," she said, "he's dull. He's not lively. Now, plenty of women marry dull men, but your Simon isn't kind, either, and that's a terrible combination. Marrying a man who's dull and nice is fine, or a man who's cruel but fascinating—some people have an appetite for that. But marrying a man who's ponderous and unkind is a recipe for unhappiness.

The former Mary Loveday was a thin woman in whose face any youthful beauty she may have possessed had been extinguished by years and unhappiness. There were unbecoming shadows around her eyes, two lines of discontent drew down her mouth corners, and her skin had the dry and unnourished look of a woman without a lover. Her

A mutually fulfilled sexual union between two people is the rarest sensation which life can provide. But it is not quite real. It stops when the telephone rings. Such a passion can be kept at its early strength only by adding to it either more and more unhappiness (jealousy, separation, doubt, renunciation), or more and more artificiality (drink, technique, stage-illusions). Whoever has missed this has never lived, who lives for it alone is but partly alive.

So long as you don't feel life's paltry, and a miserable business, the rest doesn't matter, happiness or unhappiness.

The gaudy colouring with which she veiled her unhappiness afforded as little real comfort as the gay uniform of the soldier when it is drawn over his mortal wound.