It is impossible that a fish doesn't carry any smell of the sea and a real love, of the melancholy! — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
There is the melancholy of Europe. There is the romantic malaise. Feeling sad is almost a form of deepness. — Mathieu Amalric Copy Share Image
I'm just melancholy by nature, and a lot of that gets into my writing. — Edwidge Danticat Copy Share Image
It’s how I fill the time when nothing’s happening. Thinking too much, flirting with melancholy. — Tim Winton Copy Share Image
“When I was young and filled with folly, I fell in love with melancholy” — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
[Grateful] Cheerfulness is health; its opposite, [ungrateful] melancholy, is disease. — Thomas Chandler Haliburton Copy Share Image
“Every day it will be the same thing: at dusk I begin to feel melancholy and pensive.” — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image
“How indescribable the scent of autumn flowers was– barely a scent at all, really; just a faint, strange smell, pleasant but sad.… — Dodie Smith Copy Share Image
When you write a song, it may come from a personal space, but it very seldom actually represents you. It comes out… — James Taylor Copy Share Image
I found him well educated, with unusual powers of mind, but infected with misanthropy, and subject to perverse moods of alternate enthusiasm… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If you observe, all classic love songs have a tinge of melancholy that comes naturally with the composition. — Vidyasagar Copy Share Image
“Es ist ein Unterschied, ob man sterben will oder ob man keine Lust zu leben hat. Wenn man sterben will, dann will… — Katarina von Bredow Copy Share Image
What came first – the music or the misery? Did I listen to the music because I was miserable? Or was I… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
There were moments of despondency when Shakespeare thought himself no poet, and Raphael no painter; when the greatest wits have doubted the… — Charles Caleb Colton Copy Share Image
Hence, loathèd Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born, In Stygian cave forlorn, 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy. — John Milton Copy Share Image
I have always shook with fright before human beings. Unable as I was to feel the least particle of confidence in my… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
Life is like a game of Bloons Tower Defence-you've got to know when you're going to lose, you've got to stop fighting… — Maylinrose Copy Share Image
“Somehow this wasn't the same as melancholy. It was something else, about how melancholy and nostalgia weren't relevant in the slightest. Things… — Ali Smith Copy Share Image
Munch writes poetry with color. He has taught himself to see the full potential of color in art His use of color… — Sigbjørn Obstfelder Copy Share Image
Melancholy had crept inside me. Small children made me cry, I got depressed eating meat, old book bindings awakened tenderness in me.… — Mati Unt Copy Share Image
One does not really feel much grief at other people's sorrows; one tries, and puts on a melancholy face, thinking oneself brutal… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
The terms good and bad indicate no positive quality in things regarded in themselves, but are merely modes of thinking or notions,… — Baruch Spinoza Copy Share Image
I suppose there's a melancholy tone at the back of the American mind, a sense of something lost. And it's the lost… — George Will Copy Share Image
“Melancholia is, I believe, a musical problem: a dissonance, a change in rhythm. While on the outside everything happens with the vertiginous… — Alejandra Pizarnik Copy Share Image
“Had it been possible for me to fix the plane permanently in the sky, to defy the winds and clouds and all… — Jerzy Kosiński Copy Share Image
I had the feeling of slipping down a smooth bottomless pit. It had nothing to do with Breuer and the people. It… — Erich Maria Remarque Copy Share Image
“It sometimes seemed so peculiar and wrong to her that you could be that intimate with someone, to go to sleep with… — Liane Moriarty Copy Share Image
“She smiled. She was happy, yet sad. Life had never been more bittersweet. She looked at the sunset. The pink sky was… — Thisuri Wanniarachchi Copy Share Image
“There we were last summer, having a picnic in a sylvan setting. Birds were singing, the atmosphere was full of soft colours;… — Adrian Bell Copy Share Image
“I turn away from the light to the holy, inexpressible, mysterious night. Far away lies the world − sunk into a deep… — Novalis Copy Share Image
“What are the things that make adults depressed? The master list is too comprehensive to quantify (plane crashes, unemployment, killer bees, impotence,… — Chuck Klosterman Copy Share Image