Quotes About Melancholy

Extremely tragic is a good description of you.

I have always shook with fright before human beings. Unable I was in my ability to speak and act like a human being, I kept my solitary agonies locked in my breast. I kept my melancholy and my agitation hidden, careful lest any trace should be left exposed.

I was plagued by a heavy sense of loss, as if my heart had become empty.

I should like to record that as I manipulated the peeling lacquer chopsticks to eat my jelly, I felt unbearably lonely.

I have always shook with fright before human beings. Unable as I was to feel the least particle of confidence in my ability to speak and act like a human being, I kept my solitary agonies locked in my breast. I kept my melancholy and my agitation hidden, careful lest any trace should be left exposed. I feigned an innocent optimism; I gradually

I drop steadily, inevitably, into unhappiness, and I have no specific plan to stave off my descent.

Mon regard croisa celui de Tsune-ko et nous échangeâmes un petit sourire triste.

You takes things too seriously. It seems you're not satisfied unless you always make yourself the protagonist in some tragedy.

Of late a gloomy rain has been falling almost incessantly. Whatever I do depresses me.

It is curious, but the cathedrals of melancholy are not necessarily demolished if one can replace the vulgar "What a messy business is to be fallen for" by more literary "What uneasiness lies in being loved.

It is curious, but the cathedrals of melancholy are not necessarily demolished if one can replace the vulgar "What a messy business it is to be fallen for" by the more literary "What uneasiness lies in being loved.

Those days, as I remember them now, were the last in which the dying embers of happiness still glowed.

I missed my older sister, or people I used to be friends with, or people I hadn't seen in a long time. I cannot stand mornings because it seems I am always bleakly reminded of long-gone times, and people I used to know, and their presences feel eerily close, like the scent of pickled radish that you just can't get rid of.

Hüzünlü birini hüzünlü ?ark?lar teselli eder.

Welcome to Sadness. Population one.

I yearned for everything long gone

Music makes one feel so romantic - at least it always gets on one's nerves - which is the same thing nowadays.

Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memory.

A melancholy-looking man, he had the appearance of one who has searched for the leak in life's gas-pipe with a lighted candle.

A melancholy-looking man, he had the appearance of one who has searched for the leak in life's gas-pipe with a lighted candle.

They danced slow circles in the sand, Javier singing the words to the Spanish version of the song, the melancholy music putting a strange ache in his chest, an ache he saw reflected in her eyes. Was she feeling what he was feeling?

Aos olhos dos antigos a cólera que há na melancolia é o negro que há na noite.

This place looks like the last scene in Hamlet.

On notera par amusement le privilège commun qui associe fortuitement ces trois termes : la mélancolie , après tout, ne métamorphose-t-elle pas le corps en théâtre sur lequel l'âme joue ses drames universels dans une terrible démocratie du malheur, sans privilège de caste ni de rang ?