Melancholy and remorse form the deep leaden keel which enables us to sail into the wind of reality; we run aground sooner than the flat-bottomed pleasure-lovers but we venture out in weather that would sink them and we choose our direction.
The first cuckoo's melancholy cry.
People think I'm really melancholy and romantic and all whispery. I'm not at all. I'm very direct.
Pain seems to be easier, or melancholy seems to be easier to portray in a character. I don't know if that's because I'm a human being or because I'm an Irishman or both.
. . . too much sadness hath congealed your blood,And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy.
When all the thoughts are concerning one thing and the person loses interest in other things, the melancholy begins.
Espousing the melancholy of ancient symbols, I would have freed myself.
A noble craft, but somehow a most melancholy! All noble things are touched with that.
Melancholy sees the worst of things, things as they may be, and not as they are. It looks upon a beautiful face, and sees but a grinning skull.
I have of late--but wherefore I know not--lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercise.
I stayed there loving you, though the love made me, not sad but I guess melancholy, for a reason I couldn’t point to.
I'm so involved in melancholy.
Night's candles have burned out, and jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountaintops. " Hope tinged with melancholy - like life.
[Prozac] didn't seem to have any effect whatsoever on my melancholy, my dark vision, and everything else that I'd taken it for.
There is a melancholy that stems from greatness
Religion is not a melancholy, the spirit of God is not a damper.
A lot of people say I wouldn't have a down day, but you look at the music and there's real melancholy.
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd, For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.
I think most people get hit by the music first and you can be singing along and realize a song has this melancholy feel. As Swedes, I think we see a beauty in melancholy. You're heartbroken, you're looking out the window and you feel really at ease in the pain. I have so many memories as a teenager with music, sad music, but I was just so into it.
I was walking along the road with two friends. The sun set. I felt a tinge of melancholy. Suddenly the sky became a bloody red. . . I stood there, trembling with fright. And I felt a loud, unending scream piercing nature.