Quotes about depress
depression world seems
The world leans on us. When we sag, the whole world seems to droop. Eric Hoffer
depression heart years
If we can boondoggle ourselves out of this depression, that word is going to be enshrined in the hearts of the American people for years to come. Franklin D. Roosevelt
depression agents may
All safe deposit boxes in banks or financial institutions have been sealed... and may only be opened in the presence of an agent of the I.R.S. Franklin D. Roosevelt
depression rain shopping
The people on the QVC shopping channel convince me that life is worth living. They see the good in everything. People who go to counselling should actually go to a room with a QVC seller for half an hour and let them find the qualities within them. For example, they'd look at me and say, 'To anybody else this looks like a stomach but, actually, his feet never get wet in the rain. Johnny Vegas
depressing time alcohol
The decline of the aperitif may well be one of the most depressing phenomena of our time. Luis Bunuel
depressing jealous opportunity
The most depressing thing about blogging is watching so-called 'citizen journalists' turn in to little more than easily offended partisan hacks. Any remark that is slightly less than completely and totally scripted and can give the slightest opportunity to offend some delicate soul somewhere is used to set off a series of partisan screeches and cries of outrage that would make the Church Lady jealous. John Cole
depressed home improvement market price remains uk
The UK home improvement market remains depressed and price competitive.
depressing watches critical
I don't like to watch myself. For the most part, I find it weird. It depresses me; I'm very critical. Elizabeth Reaser
depressing ambition literature
I did not want to be depressed by the gap existing between my weakness and my ambition. Ella Maillart
depression kid lebanese
The Depression did more to me than being a little Lebanese kid did.
depressing nice writing
Any of the rewards or accolades or any of that are very nice and everything but the music is what saves me. And it did. I would write my way out of any kind of depressing period. Randy Houser
depression tired way
I wondered why I couldn't go the whole way doing what I should any more. This made me sad and tired. Then I wondered why I couldn't go the whole way doing what I shouldn't, the way Doreen did, and this made me even sadder and more tired. Sylvia Plath
depression death speak
I’ll never speak to God again. Sylvia Plath
depression silly tired
It seemed silly to wash one day when I would only have to wash again the next. It made me tired just to think of it. Sylvia Plath
depression mental-illness illness
... I keep wanting to crawl back into the womb ... Sylvia Plath
depression mother heart
... you looked around and saw everybody either married or busy and happy and thinking and being creative, and you felt scared, sick, lethargic, worst of all, not wanting to cope. You saw visions of yourself in a straightjacket, and a drain on the family, murdering your mother in actuality, killing the edifice of love and respect built up over the years in the hearts of other people. Sylvia Plath
depression fall eye
Look at that ugly dead mask here and do not forget it. It is a chalk mask with dead dry poison behind it, like the death angel. It is what I was this fall, and what I never want to be again. The pouting disconsolate mouth, the flat, bored, numb, expressionless eyes: symptoms of the foul decay within. Sylvia Plath
depression stars writing
Very depressed today. Unable to write a thing. Menacing gods. I feel outcast on a cold star, unable to feel anything but an awful helpless numbness. Sylvia Plath
depression night sirens
Tomorrow I will curse the dawn, but there will be other, earlier nights, and the dawns will be no longer hell laid out in alarms and raw bells and sirens. Sylvia Plath
depression crazy insane
When you are insane, you are busy being insane-all the time ... when I was crazy, that was all I was. Sylvia Plath
depression home cutting
You have lost all delight in life. Ahead is a large array of blind alleys. You are half-deliberately, half-desperately cutting off your grip on creative life. You are becoming a neuter machine. You cannot love, even if you knew how to begin to love. Every thought is a devil, a hell-if you could do a lot of things over again, ah, how differently you would do them! You want to go home, back to the womb. You watch the world bang door after door in your face, numbly, bitterly. You have forgotten the secret you knew, once, ah, once, of being joyous, of laughing, of opening doors. Sylvia Plath
depression yesterday vision
A terrible depression yesterday. Visions of my life petering out into a kind of soft-brained stupor from lack of use. Sylvia Plath
depression running two
It is as if my life were magically run by two electric currents: joyous positive and despairing negative--which ever is running at the moment dominates my life, floods it. Sylvia Plath
depression air paris
because wherever I sat—on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok—I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air. Sylvia Plath
depression silence feminism
The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence. Sylvia Plath
depression taken eye
I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full. Sylvia Plath
depressing ifs
If we admit our depression openly and freely, those around us get from it an experience of freedom rather than the depression itself. Rollo May
depression depressing sadness
Depression is the inability to construct a future. Rollo May
depression suicide madness
Madness is a kind of mental suicide. Stephen King
depression reality glasses
What happens to the wide-eyed observer when the window between reality and unreality breaks and the glass begins to fly? Stephen King
depression dark blow
And all that weirdness isn't just going on outside. It's in you too, right now, growing in the dark like magic mushrooms. Call it the Thing in the Cellar. Call it the Blow Lunch Factor. Call it the Loony Tunes File. I think of it as my private dinosaur, huge, slimy, and mindless, stumbling around in the stinking swamp of my subconscious, never finding a tar pit big enough to hold it. Stephen King
depressing ugly way
It's easy to imagine ways the future can be ugly and depressing. It's harder, but more worthwhile, to imagine plausible ways we can make it better.
depression roots world
The world's religions, for all their parochialism, did supply a kind of consolation for this great ache... This shattering recognition of our mortality is at the root of far more mental illness than I suspect even psychiatrists are aware. Stanley Kubrick