Quotes About Melancholy

Of the matter of melancholy, there is much question betwixt Avicenna and Galen, as you may read in Cardan's Contradictions, Valesius' Controversies, Montanus, Prosper Calenus, Capivaccius, Bright, Ficinus, that have written either whole tracts, or copiously of it in their several treatises of this subject. 'What

I write of melancholy, by being busy to avoid melancholy. There is no greater cause of melancholy than idleness, no better cure than business.

I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

My sorrow, when she's here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be.

The melancholy of having to count souls Where they grow fewer and fewer every year Is extreme where they shrink to none at all. It must be I want life to go on living.

So beautiful and strange and new! Since it was to end so soon, I almost wish I had never heard it. For it has roused a longing in me that is pain, and nothing seems worth while but just to hear that sound once more and go on listening to it for ever.

He searched her eyes, and there it was. A sense of time slowing down. A world melting away with only two souls remaining. An eternity of longing. Bittersweet and desperate. Couldn't she feel it, too?

I see America has infused you with the optimism that has made her so great. That's very good. We're a melancholic people, we Afghans, aren't we? Often, we wallow too much in ghamkhori and self-pity. We give in to loss, to suffering, accept it as a fact of life, even see it as necessary. Zendagi migzara, we say, life goes on.

Ik deed een stap achteruit en het enige wat ik zag was regen door de ramen die wel van smeltend zilver leken

Once through this ruined city did I pass I espied a lonely bird on a bough and asked 'What knowest thou of this wilderness?' It replied: 'I can sum it up in two words: 'Alas, Alas!

Never had I beheld such despair.

bleak territory of the heart.

Gud hvor De ser ut som en sån melankolsk fabelkat.

But it doesn't matter. Nothing matters now." And the sound of her voice in the forest was just like a little tremulous song.   And the leaves turn even more yellow, fall is approaching; more stars have appeared in the sky, and from now on the moon looks like a shadow of silver dipped in gold.

Still, Kaderin sighed, unable to help feeling very old and very alone.

Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

I love jazz music and sad music. I'm a sentimental guy. I'm a romantic guy.

There is the melancholy of Europe. There is the romantic malaise. Feeling sad is almost a form of deepness.

Could I imagine being a piano? That'd be awesome. I'd throw a D-minor at you to make you sad, then an F-major to make you happy!

When you're happy you enjoy the music, but when you're sad you understand the lyrics.

Even if my songs are a bit low-spirited, they make me happy. I become happy when I hear sad songs. When you sing about sad things in a beautiful way, the atmosphere turns upside down

I'm the type of person who listens to like sad music when I'm sad to feel sadder, and to feel sorry for myself.

I want to write songs that are so sad, the kind of sad where you take someone's little finger and break it in three places.

You listen to a piece of music and it will remind you of something - it might make you happy, it might make you sad, but it is very emotive. And I think that Duran Duran have always understood that.