What a sad story, I thought for so long. Not that I now think it was happy. But I think it is true, and thus the question of whether it is sad or happy has no meaning whatever.
Trust Me. Life is not worth living feeling sad and down and lonely. Always be true to who you are.
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
A man who is master of himself can end a sorrow as easily as he can invent a pleasure.
I want that. I want that awful intense and serious unhappiness, cos then I might feel better, and then I might be happy.
Don't criticize something you know nothing about. It only brings people down and makes everyone miserable.
There is the melancholy of Europe. There is the romantic malaise. Feeling sad is almost a form of deepness.
When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I'm feeling sad, I simply remember my favorite things and then I don't feel so bad.
After a while, though, even the deepest sorrow faltered, even the most penetrating despair lost its scalpel edge.
A tragedy need not have blood and death; it's enough that it all be filled with that majestic sadness that is the pleasure of tragedy.