Quotes About Melancholy

Everything must be improving. If things are bad, they are always about to get better. Reluctance to see it that way will be encountered as willful misery…Yet this chirpy insistence on positivity has a strange way of enhancing the dread and anxiety and melancholy that lie just beneath the surface of things.

In other centuries (and in other lands), melancholy and longing were considered a natural part of the human condition. Now they are a moral failing, a way of signaling to the world that you're a loser and a quitter. You have to change your attitude and play nicely with others, even if that means bullshitting your way through every interaction. Everyone wants to see you turn that frown upside down. Smiles, everyone, smiles! Like you mean it this time.

Thoughtfulness is misread as uncertainty; melancholy is misunderstood as a stubborn refusal to play nicely with others.

Atmospheres of light shine in your eyes and so my dear sun, I hear your cries as you melt the rain from our delicate skies with a love so great there can be no goodbyes.

Somewhere, a sparrow is singing in B minor.

Music was invented to confirm human loneliness.

her eyes downcast all the while/ and singing to herself

The pennycandystore beyond the El is where i first fell in love with unreality Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom of that september afternoon A cat upon the counter moved among the licorice sticks and tootsie rolls and Oh Boy Gum Outside the leaves were falling as they died A wind had blown away the sun A girl ran in Her hair was rainy Her breasts were breathless in the little room Outside the leaves were falling and they cried Too soon! too soon!

Good mornin', blues, blues how do you do?Good mornin', blues, blues how do you do?I'm doin' all right, good mornin', how are you?

Music is the medicine of the breaking heart.

Laughter is a balm for the afflicted, the best defense against despair, the only medicine for melancholy.

Joking in the midst of disaster,' she said. '"Laughter is a balm for the afflicted, the best defense against despair, the only medicine for melancholy.

In this book, not only is there no happy ending, there is no happy beginning and very few happy things in the middle.

For Beatrice- When we were together I felt breathless. Now you are.

But sometimes it takes only a photograph and a sentence to make an author cry himself to sleep even years after the photograph was taken.

A person who designs buildings is called an architect, but in the case of Prufrock Prep a better term might be 'depressed architect.

If you are interested in stories with happy endings, you would be better off reading some other book. In this book, not only is there no happy ending, there is no happy beginning and very few happy things in the middle.

The sad truth is the truth is sad.

Die Idee der Schönheit ist die Idee der unendlichen Traurigkeit; die Idee dessen, was hätte sein können.

There is a special loneliness in unshared music, even if it was 'The White Cliffs of Dover'.

There is something so enchanting in the smile of melancholy. It is a ray of light in the darkness, a shade between sadness and despair, showing the possibility of consolation.

DEAD FLIES ON THE SILLS OF sunny windows, weeds along the pathway, the kitchen empty. The house was melancholy, deceiving; it was like a cathedral where, amid the serenity, something is false, the saints are made of florist's wax, the organ has been gutted.

Saul was hunched over his drink like it was a small fire.

He began to play Yesterday, an old Beatles song.