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#1

“I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

tags: addiction, alchohol, drinking, drugs, loneliness, melancholy, pain

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#2

“What if everything in the world were a misunderstanding, what if laughter were really tears?”
― Soren Kierkegaard

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#3

“A poet is a nightingale who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.”
― Percy Bysshe Shelley

tags: melancholy

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#4

“Melancholia is, I believe, a musical problem: a dissonance, a change in rhythm. While on the outside everything happens with the vertiginous rhythm of a cataract, on the inside is the exhausted adagio of drops of water falling from time to tired time. For this reason the outside, seen from the melancholic inside, appears absurd and unreal, and constitutes ‘the farce we all must play’. But for an instant – because of a wild music, or a drug, or the sexual act carried to its climax – the very slow rhythm of the melancholic soul does not only rise to that of the outside world: it overtakes it with an ineffably blissful exorbitance, and the soul then thrills animated by delirious new energies”
― Alejandra Pizarnik

tags: depression, melancholy

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#5

“I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on the top of the beer can.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

tags: melancholy, sadness

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#6

“Know ye not that there is here in this world a secret confraternity, which one might call the Company of Melancholiacs? That people there are who by natural constitution have been given a different nature and disposition than the others; that have a larger heart and a swifter blood, that wish and demand more, have stronger desires and a yearning which is wilder and more ardent than that of the common herd. They are fleet as children over whose birth good fairies have presided; their eyes are opened wider; their senses are more subtile in all their perceptions. The gladness and joy of life, they drink with the roots of their heart, the while the others merely grasp them with coarse hands.”
― Jens Peter Jacobsen

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#7

“She seemed imprisoned in her sadness.”
― Sena Jeter Naslund, Four Spirits

tags: melancholy

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#8

“To muse for long unwearied hours with my attention riveted to some frivolous device upon the margin, or in the typography of a book — to become absorbed for the better part of a summer's day in a quaint shadow falling aslant upon the tapestry, or upon the floor — to lose myself for an entire night in watching the steady flame of a lamp, or the embers of a fire — to dream away whole days over the perfume of a flower — to repeat monotonously some common word, until the sound, by dint of frequent repetition, ceased to convey any idea whatever to the mind — to lose all sense of motion or physical existence in a state of absolute bodily quiescence long and obstinately persevered in — Such were a few of the most common and least pernicious vagaries induced by a condition of the mental faculties, not, indeed, altogether unparalleled, but certainly bidding defiance to any thing like analysis or explanation.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Berenice

tags: melancholy, monomania, obsession

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#9

“You felt a deep sorrow, the kind of melancholy you feel when you're in a beautiful place and the sun is going down”
― Thrity Umrigar, The Space Between Us

tags: melancholy, sad, sorrow

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#10

“The melancholy river bears us on. When the moon comes through the trailing willow boughs, I see your face, I hear your voice and the bird singing as we pass the osier bed. What are you whispering? Sorrow, sorrow. Joy, joy. Woven together, like reeds in moonlight.”
― Virginia Woolf

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#11

“My sadness is beautiful. It infuses everything I do. It is at the core of my identity and always has been, just as happiness is in some people. I refuse to be told that it's a flaw. I will not mute it with medications for the sake of society. I will hold it close to me and celebrate it rightfully while the rest of the world fails to see it for what it is and it will be their loss.”
― Ashly Lorenzana

tags: antidepressants, depression, human, identity, medicine, melancholy, mental-health, mental-illness, mood-disorders, moody, personality, psychiatry, psychology, sadness

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#12

“When I was young and filled with folly, I fell in love with melancholy”
― Edgar Allan Poe

tags: edgar-allan-poe, melancholy

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#13

“Often it feels like I am breathing today only because a few years back I had no idea which nerve to cut...”
― Sanhita Baruah

tags: alive, alone, broken, crying, cut, depressed, devastated, grief, life, loneliness, lonely, loss, love, madness, melancholy, mess, morose, nerve, sad, solitude, suicidal, suicide, suicide-attempt, unhappy, weeping

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#14

“Let’s call my mood melancholy; let’s call it remembrance. Or maybe let’s call it longing. Yes, let’s call it longing instead.”
― Shannon Celebi, Small Town Demons

tags: longing, melancholia, melancholy, remembering, remembrance

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#15

“If you tell someone you have depression, they will often say, "Oh, I've been depressed before, too." The difference lies between being depressed and having depression. Everyone's been depressed at one time or another, but these are far from being the same things. One is a passing mood. The other is a chronic illness that does not come and go, ebb and flow, is here one day and gone the next.

The difference between being depressed and having depression is that one is a mood and the other is an illness. One is a momentary bout of melancholy. The other is a debilitating condition that requires medical treatment. Would you feel better about having a cancerous lesion if I likened it to the rash I had last week?

The difference between being depressed and having depression is the difference between a mood that will soon pass, and a serious illness that disrupts your ability to function and will take years to treat. The difference between being depressed and having depression is the difference between Cleveland and Bangkok, or your frying pan and the surface of the sun.

So, no, we (depressives) do not feel better when you tell us about your rash. We'll do our best to be polite about it, but no, it really doesn't help at all.”
― Northern Adams, Mickey and the Gargoyle

tags: coping, debilitating, depressed, depression, illness, melancholy

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#16

“It is warm, I am alive, I am calm and sad, I hardly know why. In this existence so even, so tranquil, and so gentle as I have here, I am in an element that weakens me morally while strengthening me physically; and I fall into melancholies of honey and roses which are none the less melancholy. It seems to me that all those I love forget me, and that it is justice, because I live a selfish life having nothing to do for any one of them.”
― George Sand

tags: aging, forget, letter, love, melancholy, memory, selfishness

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#17

“I realised I never wanted to leave her side, and I never wanted her to have to struggle to be released from her sadness. I could never suggest she required release; for she did not require release. It was a true thing, this sadness of hers; a true thing about the world, about life, about herself. I just wanted Daphne. I wanted who she was, how she was, only her, all of her, always. And I knew I would be forever treading the long path towards that shrouded chamber of dusky luminance I glimpsed in her flickering sort of half-smiles.”
― R.M. Miller, Evening Breeze

tags: love, melancholy, sadness

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#18

“She stayed there, in her ball dress, without strength to go to bed, overwhelmed, on a chair, without a fire, without a thought.”
― Guy de Maupassant, La Parure et autres nouvelles

tags: melancholy

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#19

“There was this constant urge in me to tear my insides apart,
I didn't know why. By the time I made my mind that it was impossible for me
to do, there alighted the fear, haunting me with the words that rang
constantly in my head, "You're not brave enough".

I didn't feel devastated, I felt the urge to be devastated.”
― Sanhita Baruah

tags: alone, balls, brave, bravery, coward, devastated, devastating, fear, grief, guts, haunting, impossible, life, lonely, melancholy, morose, nerves, not-brave-enough, sad, suicidal, tear, timid

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#20

“And at 3am you sit near the window and wonder if there is magic... because all you need are some fairies to take your pain away and help you sleep... you take a book to read... you take a pen and a paper to write...you cling on some music that might just make you fall asleep... yet nothing helps... another sleepless night and all you want is the dawn to break soon....”
― Sanhita Baruah

tags: 2am, 3am, asleep, awake, book, fairies, helpless, magic, music, pain, sick, sleep, sleepless-night, suffering, wakeful-night, write

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#21

“The moment when you realize no one understands, no one ever did, no one ever will.
You were alone, you always will be.
But may be, just may be, someone will look up to you someday. And when they do, remember to hide those tearful eyes, to smile and to say - "look, life's so good.”
― Sanhita Baruah

tags: alone, hiding-feelings, life-positive, misunderstand, optimism, realization, someday, tears, understanding-oneself-and-others

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#22

“Often the most tricky questions are the ones we secretly know the answers of.
What are you running from?
What are you waiting for?”
― Sanhita Baruah

tags: answers, ask, ask-yourself, deep-within, escape, escapism, life, love, question, running, secrets, suffering, tricky, wait, waiting, what, why

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#23

“Sometimes it's your fragrance that comes to me, out of the blue, on a crowded road in a Sunday afternoon.
But more often, it's memories of us that cross my mind almost every lone evening.
All I want is to lessen the pain I feel every night.

But every morning I wake up is another day, hopeless and miserable, with nothing but a deafening silence, a wave of tears, memories and your absence.”
― Sanhita Baruah

tags: afternoon, alone, blue, break-ups, day, deafening, death, friendship, grief, heart, hopeless, hurt, leave, life, lone, lonely, lost, love, loveless, melancholy, memories, miserable, missing, morning, one-sided-love, relationships, sad, silence, sunday, tears, without-you

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#24

“I knelt in front of life, folded my hands and prayed for some more time; there couldn't be any. My heart bled and so did my tearful eyes.
Time, they say, flies, but I saw it slowly passing by taking each of my tardy breaths with it as it walked out of my life...”
― Sanhita Baruah

tags: alone, bleed, breath, death, dying, experience, eyes, future, god, grief, heart, hurt, kneel, life, past, pray, sad, see, tearful, time, walk-out

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#25

“Because there are a million thoughts that never sleep
and a million more that wake up as each second passes by...
And it's insanity inside
but I can no longer keep quiet
Oh, I can't speak as well
I need to write
I have to write...”
― Sanhita Baruah

tags: insanity, passionate, quiet, speak, write, writer, writers-on-writing

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#26

“I am an optimist and when I am too sure of something or someone, well, of course it turns out that I am wrong

.. at other situations, I imagine the worst and needless to say, I am again wrong”
― Sanhita Baruah

tags: best, humour, imagine, optimism, situation, turn-out, worst, wrong

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#27

“I find beauty in sadness, and peace... and a mystery waiting to be solved.. the more you unfold the mystery, the more you are mesmerized by the layers of mystery lying underneath.. and solitude becomes the perfect company for sadness..

but again, the feeling you get when you realize you're not alone gives you inexplicable happiness.. and there's satisfaction in happiness,, and another mystery which is unknotted yet difficult to penetrate”
― Sanhita Baruah

tags: beauty, company, happiness, life, mystery, peace, sadness, solitude

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