Quotes About Melancholy

Can it be, I wondered, that life without her is so dull as this?

Cobbles are enormously evocative, like the scent of forgotten objects and remembered melodies.

Tears had rolled down his cheeks, one long drip after another, like condensation on the side of a glass.

although anyone with half a brain must surely be mired in existential gloom all the time)

But melancholy, that was his own true humor. A miserable bastard, in other words.

There is not a more melancholy object than a man who has his head turned with religious enthusiasm.

It is a very melancholy reflection that men are usually so weak that it is absolutely necessary for them to know sorrow and pain to be in their right senses.

That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,-- Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.

I strongly wish for what I faintly hope; like the daydreams of melancholy men, I think and think in things impossible, yet love to wander in that golden maze.

Abraham Lincoln was a melancholy man, so he had a dark side that appeals to horror fans.

I'm a poet,' the young man said, 'And it's my job to remember the sadness of things.

Aristoteles quidem ait: 'Omnes ingeniosos melancholicos esse.' Aristotle says that all men of genius are melancholy.

I love Wilco's "I'm the Man Who Loves You." Nels Cline has that weird guitar slide at the beginning and the song is whispered actually.

Every man beholds his human condition with a degree of melancholy. As a ship aground is battered by the waves, so man, imprisonedin mortal life, lies open to the mercy of coming events.

The old man began to sing. His voice was very lovely and obviously a part of something that the world had disposed of in its haste, evidence of a grander, kinder past.

Thank God, I never was cheerful. I come from the happy stock of the Mathers, who, as you remember, passed sweet mornings reflecting on the goodness of God and the damnation of infants.

I went to bed feeling melancholy, wishing I could havepoured out all my fears and insecurities to my mom. Wasn'tthat what normal mothers and daughters did?

We like to juxtapose our music with a more dour aesthetic.

I'm not melancholy; I'm a happy-go-lucky person, kind of silly. I like funny things. I have a lot of energy. I tend to like music that's mellow, though.

Music evokes so many feelings in us, memories, nostalgia, things that are connected to our past.

I could bear the memory, but I could not bear the music that made the memory such a killing thing.

The music tends to be an expression of one's darker moments.

There is no such thing as happy music.

There's only two kinds of music: the blues and zippety doo-dah.