Quotes About Melancholy

Me gustas cuando callas porque estas como austente y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te toca. Parece que los ojos se te hubieran volado y parece que un beso te cerrara la boca. Como todas las cosas estan llenas de mi alma emerges de las cosas, llena del alma mia. Mariposa de sueno, te pareces a mi alma, y te pareces a la palabra melancolia.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. To hear the immense night, still more immense without her, And the verse falls to the snow like dew to the pasture.

I remember you with my soul clenched in that sadness of mine that you know.

Is there anything in the world sadder than a train standing in the rain?

Apans?z niye gelir bilmem bunca aÅŸk bana kendimi böyle üzgün, seni uzak bulurken?

Como todas las cosas están llenas de mi alma emerges de las cosas, llena del alma mía. Mariposa de sueño, te pareces a mi alma, y te pareces a la palabra melancolía;

My friends had always come from outside the mainstream. I had always been popular with the fifth column of my peers, those individuals who were princely in their solitude, lords of their own unpraised melancholy.

I have been sadder than any man could be: for nothing in the world was made for me.

In the middle of the block, she opened the door of a coffee shop, but they were playing one of the songs she had heard with Carol everywhere, and she let the door close and walked on. The music lived, but the world was dead. And the song would die one day, she thought, but how would the world come back to life? How would its salt come back?

He felt he was about to experience again some ancient, delicious childhood moment that the steam calliope's sour hollowness, the stitching hurdy-gurdy accompaniment, and the drum-and-cymbal crash brought almost to the margin of his grasp.

The music lived, but the world was dead. And the song would die one day, she thought, but how would the world come back to life? How would its salt come back?

In the middle of the block, she opened the door of a coffee shop, but they were playing one of the songs she had heard with Carol everywhere, and she let the door close and walked on. The music lived, but the world was dead. And the song would die one day, she thought, but how would the world come back to life? How would its salt come back? The Price of Salt [Carol is the film based on this title.]

brooding only feeds the strange pleasure of melancholy...

Romantico nel significato peggiore del termine, cioè contrassegnato da ideali melensi o insipidi che soltanto un'adolescente, o una società adolescente, potevano coltivare.

Weltschmerz

But these were thoughts of no weight, and whenever he came to me they vanished; for his company was so delightful, that there was no being melancholy when he was there; the reflections were all the subject of those hours when I was alone.

Just as a sexual fantasy can lead to sexual feelings, so can happy memories cheer us up, or melancholy thoughts make us reflective.

We seem by temperament primed to respond to life in either a negative or a positive emotional register. The tendency toward a melancholy or upbeat temperament, like that toward timidity or boldness, emerges within the first year of life, a fact that strongly suggests it too is genetically determined.

But with the freedom came a sadness.

Why is summer mist romantic and autumn mist just sad?

I have now reached the happy age of 23. No, happy is not quite the right word. At this particular moment I am certainly not happy.

There is something dark and wintry about the atmosphere of the later Middle Ages.

Blue moon you saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own.

I am as one who is left alone at a banquet, the lights dead and the flowers faded.