It is wonderful how much time good people spend fighting the devil. If they would only expend the same amount of energy loving their fellow men, the devil would die in his own tracks of ennui.
Life creates itself in delirium and is undone in ennui.
Ennui has made more gamblers than avarice, more drunkards than thirst, and perhaps as many suicides as despair.
Ennui is the echo in us of time tearing itself apart.
Life is islands of ecstasy in an ocean of ennui, and after the age of thirty land is seldom seen.
There is nothing so insupportable to man as to be in entire repose, without passion, occupation, amusement, or application. Then it is that he feels his own nothingness, isolation, insignificance, dependent nature, powerless, emptiness. Immediately there issue from his soul ennui, sadness, chagrin, vexation, despair.
Ennui, the parent of expensive and ruinous vices.
The only horrible thing in the world is ennui.
The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed.
To love to read is to exchange hours of ennui for hours of delight.
This ennui, for which we Saxons had no name,--this word of France, has got a terrific significance. It shortens life, and bereaves the day of its light.
I am wrapped in dismal thinking.
I am tired of looking on what is, One might as well see beauty never more, As look upon it with an empty eye. I would this world were over. I am tired.
The victims of ennui paralyze all the grosser feelings by excess, and torpify all the finer by disuse and inactivity. Disgusted with this world, and indifferent about another, they at last lay violent hands upon themselves, and assume no small credit for the sang froid with which they meet death. But, alas! such beings can scarcely be said to die, for they have never truly lived.
That which renders life burdensome to us generally arises from the abuse of it.
The gloomy and the resentful are always found among those who have nothing to do or who do nothing.
Between Ennui and Ecstasy unwinds our whole experience of time.
Give me rampant intellectualism as a coping mechanism.
Ennui shortens life, and bereaves the day of its light.
One receives as reward for much ennui, despondency, boredom -such as a solitude without friends, books, duties, passions must bring with it -those quarter-hours of profoundest contemplation within oneself and nature. He who completely entrenches himself against boredom also entrenches himself against himself: he will never get to drink the strongest refreshing draught from his own innermost fountain.
If the child has not an object that it can occupy itself with, it feels ennui; for it does not yet know how to occupy itself with itself.
Ennui has made more gamblers than avarice.
After having exhausted all the arguments on behalf of evil, one utters the creed's dictums with nostalgia rather than with fervor.
I do not care for anything. I do not care to ride, for the exercise is too violent. I do not care to walk, walking is too strenuous. I do not care to lie down, for I should either have to remain lying, and I do not care to do that, or I should have to get up again, and I do not care to do that either. Summa summarum: I do not care at all.
As the gout seems privileged to attack the bodies of the wealthy, so ennui seems to exert a similar prerogative over their minds.
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