Quotes About Melancholy

It was cold and barren. It was no longer the view that I remembered. The sunshine of her presence was far from me. The charm of her voice no longer murmured in my ear.

The clouds had gathered, within the last half-hour. The light was dull; the distance was dim. The lovely face of Nature met us, soft and still and colourless – met us without a smile.

a bonnet full of black feathers, as if a raven had wandered onto her hat and died of pure wretchedness.

Again. Sadder than was. Again. Saddest of all. Again.

From time to time he would feel that acute surge go over him, like his blood was too hot all of a sudden, dying away into that warm unhappy feeling that fiddle music gave him.

He came obediently, wailing, that slow hoarse sound that ships make, that seems to begin before the sound itself has started, seems to cease before the sound itself has stopped.

Sometimes it was mild elation. Often it was a pleasant melancholy.

What was consistent was a certain serenity that followed a rigorous session. It was physical, this postsurf mood, but it had a distinct emotionality too. Sometimes it was mild elation. Often it was a pleasant melancholy. After particularly intense tubes or wipeouts, I felt a charged and wild inclination to weep, which could last for hours. It was like the gamut of powerful feelings that can follow heartfelt sex.

My songs are of time and distance. The sadness is in you.

And I cannot touch her face  And I cannot touch her hair, And I kneel to empty shadows-- Just memories of her grace; And her voice sings in the winds And in the sobs of dawn And among the flowers at night And from the brooks at sunrise And from the sea at sunset, And I answer with vain callings  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

This is the saddest place on Earth," I say. "Take it from a rat, kid--there are lots of saddest places on Earth.

Maybe he's finally seeing what he lost." "Maybe." All of Harper's doubts were in that word. "Anyway, I've got to say he's the cutest cop I've ever seen." Bonnie handed her the change. "Me, too." Harper gave her a melancholy smile. "But, I broke him last year and I don't know how to fix him.

Beauty, when it first discloses the mellowing touches of age, affects us painfully. It is like the tints of sunset, or the beauty of autumn--a melancholy beauty--beauty in decline--upon which we cannot gaze without a feeling of sadness--of sadness that it is passing away.

Like the withered roses of a once gay garland, the feelings of youth command in age a melancholy interest.

The stark gray sky and bare tree limbs feel more suited to her than the uncomplicated promise of sunny spring days.

Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang When life was sweet because you call'd them sweet?

Where are the songs I used to know, Where are the notes I used to sing? I have forgotten everything I used to know so long ago. ("The Key-Note")

I've always found D Minor to be the sad key.

Albert is quick, not obstinate in conversation, and open to conviction if good arguments are brought forward. When he thinks himself right he only wishes to have it proved that he misunderstands the case, to give it up without ill-humour. He is not inclined to be sulky, but I think that he may be rendered a little melancholy if he thinks himself unfairly or unjustly treated."[

He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed.

To be melancholy is to be self-haunted, and among the many reasons this is an unsatisfactory explanation for living inside a jam jar inside an aquarium, foremost among them is that there are no good stories to tell of your bleak time in a beautiful place, and no specter to blame for the fact that happiness, though it should have been inescapable, evaded you.

Olvidé mencionar que soy sensible no sólo a la melancolía y a la jaqueca, sino que poseo, además, otro don casi místico: puedo percibir olores por teléfono (Bóll, Heinrich. Opiniones de un payaso, trad. Lucas Casas. México: Seix Barral, 2005 p. 14).

Melanie Klein wrote that children go through states of mind comparable to mourning, and that this early mourning is revived whenever grief is experienced in later life. She thought that adults try to manage newer losses the way they managed older ones.

Melanie Klein wrote that children go through states of mind comparable to mourning, and that this early mourning is revived whenever grief is experienced in later life. She thought that adults try to manage newer losses the way they managed older ones. I thought of that drawing of a kestrel, its carefully worked jesses pencilled over and over again by my six-year-old hand with all its desperate insistence on the safety of knots and lines.