Whereas a prolonged life is not necessarily better, a prolonged death is necessarily worse.
There is only one prospect worse than being chained to an intolerable existence: The nightmare of a botched attempt to end it.
Pain is a more terrible lord of mankind than even death itself.
I can get sad, I can get frustrated, I can get scared, but I never get depressed - because there's joy in my life.
Goodbye, my friend, goodbye My love, you are in my heart. It was preordained we should part And be reunited by and by. Goodbye: no handshake to endure. Let's have no sadness - furrowed brow. There's nothing new in dying now Though living is no newer.
Prayer is the place of refuge for every worry, a foundation for cheerfulness, a source of constant happiness, a protection against sadness.
O Jesus! Remember the sadness that Thou didst experience when, contemplating in the light of Thy divinity the predestination of those who would be saved by the merits of Thy sacred passion, thou didst see at the same time the great multitude of reprobates who would be damned for their sins, and Thou didst complain bitterly of those hopeless, lost, and unfortunate sinners.
My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone!
I will welcome happiness for it enlarges my heart; Yet I will endure sadness for it opens my soul. I will acknowledge rewards for they are my due; Yet I will welcome obstacles for they are my challenge.
There's nothing in this world so sweet as love. And next to love the sweetest thing is hate.
This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms. Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.
The many-voiced song of the river echoed softly. Siddhartha looked into the river and saw many pictures in the flowing water. The river's voice was sorrowful. It sang with yearning and sadness, flowing towards its goal ... Siddhartha was now listening intently...to this song of a thousand voices ... then the great song of a thousand voices consisted of one word: Om - Perfection ... From that hour Siddhartha ceased to fight against his destiny.
The old happiness is unreturning. Boy's griefs are not so grievous as youth's yearning. Boys have no sadness sadder than our hope.
The value of ourselves is but the value of our melancholy and our disquiet.
What a miserable thing life is: you're in clover; only the clover isn't good enough.
Once you have known the generosity of existence you will never feel miserable.
Keep busy at something: a busy person never has time to be unhappy.
Don't feel bad when I die; I've been dead for a long time.
It's always winter but it's never Christmas.
Despair has been called the unforgivable sin-not presumably because God refuses to forgive it, but because it despairs of the possibility of being forgiven.
Not to believe in love is a great sign of dullness. There are some people so indirect and lumbering that they think all real affection rests on circumstantial evidence.
Let tears flow of their own accord; their flowing is not inconsistent with inward peace and harmony.
In great cities men are more callous both to the happiness and the misery of others, than in the country; for they are constantly in the habit of seeing both extremes.
In the valley of sorrow, spread your wings.
Melancholy and remorse forms the deep leaden keel which enables us to sail into the wind of reality.
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