A mistake which is commonly made about neurotics is to suppose that they are interesting. It is not interesting to be always unhappy, engrossed with oneself, malignant and ungrateful, and never quite in touch with reality.
Imagination is nostalgia for the past, the absent it is the liquid solution in which art develops the snapshot of reality.
Melancholy and remorse forms the deep leaden keel which enables us to sail into the wind of reality.
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.
Everything is a dangerous drug except reality which is unendurable.
Imagination equals nostalgia for the past, the absent; it is the liquid solution in which art develops the snapshot of reality