Great men are always of a nature originally melancholy.

Do not make best friends with a melancholy sad soul.

They always are heavily loaded, and you must bear half.

Depression is melancholy minus its charms -- the animation, the fits.

Melancholy men are of all others the most witty.

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Nothing thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy.

If my life was a hole, it would be deep, filled with melancholy and sadness.

All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy;

for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.

Music is good to the melancholy, bad to those who mourn, and neither good or bad to the deaf.

Diabetes is caused by melancholy.

The company of fools may first make us smile, but in the end we always feel melancholy.

It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations.

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

As a remedy against all ills; poverty, sickness, and melancholy only one thing is absolutely necessary; a liking for work.

It is a strange desire, to seek power and lose liberty, or to seek power over others and to lose power over a man's self. The rising unto place is laborious, and by pains men come to greater pains, and it is sometimes base; and by indignities men come to dignities. The standing is slippery, and the regress is either a downfall or at least an eclipse, which is a melancholy thing.

Melancholy and sadness are the start of doubt.

.. doubt is the beginning of despair; despair is the cruel beginning of the differing degrees of wickedness.

When lovely woman stoops to folly, and finds too late that men betray, what charm can soothe her melancholy, what art can wash her guilt away?

Men are much oftener thrown on their knees by the melancholy than by the agreeable passions.

There's a lot of melancholy in my tracks.

There is a melancholy that stems from greatness.

The whole house seemed to exhale a melancholy breath of emptiness

The sound of distant breakers made her heart ache with melancholy.

She was in the mood when the sea has a saddening effect upon the nerves. It is only when we are very happy that we can bear to gaze merrily upon the vast and limitless expanse of water, rolling on and on with such persistent, irritating monotony to the accompaniment of our thoughts, whether grave or gay. When they are gay, the waves echo their gaiety; but when they are sad, then every breaker, as it rolls, seems to bring additional sadness and to speak to us of hopelessness and of the pettiness of all our joys.

In such a diversity it was impossible I should be disposed to melancholy.

My earlier poems were sadder than my poems are today, perhaps because I wrote them in confusion or when I was unhappy. But I am not a melancholy person, quite the contrary, no one enjoys laughing more than I do.

I know not why there is such a melancholy feeling attached to the remembrance of past happiness, except that we fear that the future can have nothing so bright as the past.

The small progress we have made after four or five weeks close attendance and continual reasonings with each other is, methinks, a melancholy proof of the imperfection of the human understanding. We indeed seem to feel our own want of political wisdom, since we have been running about in search of it. We have gone back to ancient history for models of government, and examined the different forms of those republics which, having been formed with seeds of their own dissolution, now no longer exist.

A comfortable old age is the reward of a well-spent youth.

Instead of its bringing sad and melancholy prospects of decay, it would give us hopes of eternal youth in a better world.

They talk about their Pilgrim blood, their birthright high and holy! a mountain-stream that ends in mud thinks is melancholy.

Night has come! Leaning from the window, we gaze at the vast sombre stretch of the city below us, pierced with multitudinous points of light. Jeanne presses her hand to her forehead as she leans upon the window-bar, and seems a little sad. And I say to myself as I watch her: All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves: we must die in one life before we can enter into another! And as if answering my thought, the young girl murmurs to me. My guardian, I am so happy; and still I feel as if I wanted to cry!

All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy;

for what we leave behind is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter into another!

When humor can be made to alternate with melancholy, one has a success, but when the same things are funny and melancholic at the same time, it's just wonderful.

I cannot bear it! said the pewter soldier.

I have shed pewter tears! It is too melancholy! Rather let me go to the wars and lose arms and legs! It would at least be a change. I cannot bear it longer! Now, I know what it is to have a visit from one's old thoughts, with what they may bring with them! I have had a visit from mine, and you may be sure it is no pleasant thing in the end; I was at last about to jump down from the drawers.

Melancholy has ceased to be an individual phenomenon, an exception.

It has become the class privilege of the wage earner, a mass state of mind that finds its cause wherever life is governed by production quotas.

It is melancholy to reflect that Mankind has suffered more from ill-judged philanthropy than from calculated malice. The road to Hell is no less harrowing for being paved with good intentions.

It is very strange, and very melancholy, that the paucity of human pleasures should persuade us ever to call hunting one of them.

I never had but one intrigue yet: but I confess I long to have another.

Pray heaven it end as the first did tho , that we may both grow weary at a time; for 'Tis a melancholy thing for lovers to outlive one another.

The man must have a rare recipe for melancholy, who can be dull in Fleet Street.

Life is what we make it, and the world is what we make it.

The eyes of the cheerful and of the melancholy man are fixed upon the same creation; but very different are the aspects which it bears to them.

Affection, like melancholy, magnifies trifles;

but the magnifying of the one is like looking through a telescope at heavenly objects; that of the other, like enlarging monsters with a microscope.

If work and leisure are soon to be subordinated to this one utopian principle -- absolute busyness -- then utopia and melancholy will come to coincide: an age without conflict will dawn, perpetually busy -- and without consciousness.

Who can explain the secret pathos of Nature's loveliness? It is a touch of melancholy inherited from our mother Eve. It is an unconscious memory of the lost Paradise. It is the sense that even if we should find another Eden, we would not be fit to enjoy it perfectly nor stay in it forever.

I shall speak of how melancholy and utopia preclude one another.

How they fertilize one another... of the revulsion that follows one insight and precedes the next... of superabundance and surfeit. Of stasis in progress. And of myself, for whom melancholy and utopia are heads and tails of the same coin.

A little cooling down of animal excitability and instinct, a little loss of animal toughness, a little irritable weakness and descent of the pain-threshold, will bring the worm at the core of all our usual springs of delight into full view, and turn us into melancholy metaphysicians.

Melancholy is at the bottom of everything, just as at the end of all rivers is the sea. Can it be otherwise in a world where nothing lasts, where all that we have loved or shall love must die? Is death, then, the secret of life? The gloom of an eternal mourning enwraps, more or less closely, every serious and thoughtful soul, as night enwraps the universe.

Man could not live if he were entirely impervious to sadness.

Many sorrows can be endured only by being embraced, and the pleasure taken in them naturally has a somewhat melancholy character.

Melancholy, indeed, should be diverted by every means but drinking.

For the first time in my life a feeling of overpowering stinging melancholy seized me. Before, I had never experienced aught but a not unpleasing sadness. The bond of a common humanity now drew me irresistibly to gloom. A fraternal melancholy! For both I and Bartleby were sons of Adam. I remembered the bright silks and sparkling faces I had seen that day, in gala trim, swanlike sailing down the Mississippi of Broadway; and I contrasted them with the pallid copyist, and thought to myself, Ah, happiness courts the light, so we deem the world is gay; but misery hides aloof, so we deem that misery there is none.

The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,Of wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sere.Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead;They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit

I've always been a fan of melody and emotional melancholy, whether it was Rites of Spring or Tears for Fears or Neil Young. If I hear a song that has a sweet melody, I'm a sucker for it, whether it's Linkin Park or Little Richard.

One and the same thing can at the same time be good, bad, and indifferent, e.

g., music is good to the melancholy, bad to those who mourn, and neither good nor bad to the deaf.

This melancholy London - I sometimes imagine that the souls of the lost are compelled to walk through its streets perpetually. One feels them passing like a whiff of air.