Quotes About Melancholy

Despite her ability to enjoy most of their days, sometimes her despair was so great that, in a melancholy moment when she'd allow herself to think of her family, she'd almost stop breathing

Her eyes pools of absolute sorrow

And there's something else that rain gives us; something deeper and more mysterious, to do with memory, and nostalgia, and a pleasurable kind of melancholy.

Ploro perquè ploro.

If only. Those must be the two saddest words in the world.

Lingering is so very lonely when one lingers all alone.

A saudade é a única dor que me faz esquecer as outras dores.

Ao rirmos assim, sabe o que estamos a fazer? Estamos a embrulhar tristeza.

The whole house seemed to exhale a melancholy breath of emptiness

Knight felt his chest clench with melancholy. How had his life come to this? He occasionally missed his family. 'I suppose a more subtle answer would be, I missed some of my family to a certain degree,' he allowed.

16. Love will tear us apart (Joy Division) 15. Ain't no sunshine (Bill Withers) 14. Sound of silence (Simon and Garfunkel) 13. My way (Frank Sinatra) 12. All by myself (Eric Carmen) 11. Yesterday (The Beatles) 10. Without you (Harry Nilsson) 9. Seasons in the sun (Terry Jacks) 8. Fix You (Coldplay) 7. My heart will go on (Celine Dion) 6. Hallelujah (Leonard Cohen/Alexandra Burke/Jeff Buckley) 5. Nothing compares 2 U (Prince/Sinead O'Connor) 4. I will always love you (Whitney Houston)

The Middle East, that seductive region where [Herman] Melville had hoped to rekindle his inspiration and revive his diminishing career, had proved an egregious disappointment. "The whole thing is half melancholy, half farcical," he groaned, "like all the rest of the world.

For as long as I can remember, I have felt a vast weight resting on me, a sadness that has always been part of me yet doesn't belong to me.

And yet suddenly, terribly, he wanted it again, the way it used to be, arms linked together, all drunk and singing beautifully into the night, with visions of death from the afternoon and dreams of death in the coming dawn, the night filled with a monstrous and temporary glittering joy, fat moments, thick seconds dropping like warm rain, jewel after jewel.

Je vois le soir tomber et le monde mourir.

The light, now down to its grotty underwear, was cinematically sad.

Gwynn, she was always talking about wanting to be drunk and honestly I did want to encourage that, I wanted to go to a bar with her and let all the stuff sobriety pushed down be released so I could catch it in my palms and finally kiss her. She was just so sad. Melancholy was a fleshy wave permanently cresting on her face, she had to speak through it when she talked.

To me, the blues is an infection. I don't think it's necessarily a melancholy thing the blues can be really positive and I think I think anyone and everyone can have a place for the blues. It need not always a woeful, sorrowful thing. It's more reflective it reminds you to feel.

Acedia is not in every dictionary; just in every heart.

'Twill grieve me so to the heart that I shall cry my eyes out.

Lay ley es siempre triste, don Augusto

There's a sadness to the human condition that I think music is good for. It gives a counterpoint to the visual beauty, and adds depth to pictures that they wouldn't have if the music wasn't there.

When she was there, she had not loved it enough.

It's one of those songs— like Eric Clapton's "Tears in Heaven"— that everyone knows all the words to without ever having chosen to learn them.