Quotes About Melancholy

Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth.

Hail divinest Melancholy.

Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy!

The quavering, sensual voice of Elvis Presley is coming from the juke-box in lonesome, sad, sustained, orgasmic moans: The bell-hop's tears keep flowing The desk clerk's dressed in black. Ã¢â'¬Â¦

ANTONIO. 'Tis great pity He should be thus neglected: I have heard He 's very valiant. This foul melancholy Will poison all his goodness; for, I 'll tell you, If too immoderate sleep be truly said To be an inward rust unto the soul, If then doth follow want of action Breeds all black malcontents; and their close rearing, Like moths in cloth, do hurt for want of wearing.

his expression was always one of gentle hopelessness.

Sweetest the strain when in the song The singer has been lost.

Sonata No. 2 in B-flat Minor.

Nothing tends more to promote health of body and of soul than does a spirit of gratitude and praise. It is a positive duty to resist melancholy, discontented thoughts and feelings—as much a duty as it is to pray.—(The Ministry of Healing, 251.) [24]

How do I stop this misery?" I groaned, scanning the shelves for a cure. "Don't go out there," he said flatly. I contemplated this reasonable observation for about sixteen seconds. Move to town. Hang out at the laundromat. Have eight children. Then I melted back into the pinon-juniper forest.

Why does my name sound so pretty when he says it?" -Maisie

Depressing' isn't a word I would use to describe my music. But there is some sadness in it -- there has to be, so that the happiness in it will matter.

Just at the moment, her life seemed oddly thin

Nostalgia, more than anything, gives us the shudder of our own imperfection. This is why with Chopin we feel so little like gods.

Ennui is the echo in us of time tearing itself apart.

Sînt priviri feminine care au ceva din perfectiunea trista a unui sonet.

Din tot ce-ai fost, nu mai ramîne decît o adiere patetica.

Totul e înghetat si tu esti risipitor de zîmbete.

There is a whole range of melancholy: it begins with a smile and a landscape and ends with the clang of a broken bell in the soul

Melancholy is a kind of boredom refined, the feeling that one does not belong to this world. It's a sensation of irremediable exile, without immediate cause. Melancholy is a feeling deeply autonomous, also independent of the failure of those great personal successes. Nostalgia, on the contrary, still clings to something, even if it is only to the past.

En un mundo sin melancolía, los ruiseñores se pondrían a eructar.

Plictiseala? O convalescenta incurabila.

Dup? ce am condus-o pe S. la gar?, deprimare vecin? cu sinuciderea. Vid, vid, vid!

Exist? o întreag? gam? a melancoliei: începe prin surâs ÅŸi peisaj ÅŸi sfârÅŸeÅŸte în dang?t de clopot spart în suflet. De aici, gustul diferit al lacrimilor.