“My goal was not to have huge luxuries. As a child, I wanted a house with a garden, which I have today. This is what I dreamed of. I’d never worry about age if I knew I could go on being loved and having the possibility to love... So it isn’t age or even death that one fears, as much as loneliness and the lack of affection.”
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Melancholic Quotes — page 138 of 412
“I regard the theatre as a serious business, one that makes or should make man more human, which is to say, less alone.”
“Life is an endless, truly endless struggle. There's no time when we're going to arrive at a plateau where the whole thing gets sorted. It's a struggle in the way every plant has to find it's own way to stand up straight. A lot of the time it's a failure. And yet it's not a failure if some enlightenment comes from it.”
“I remember hearing once that good girls don't get caught. I think that's sort of a lot of what my teen years were like.”
“The mathematical life of a mathematician is short. Work rarely improves after the age of twenty-five or thirty. If little has been accomplished by then, little will ever be accomplished.”
“They came to know the incorrigible sorrow of all prisoners and exiles, which is to live in company with a memory that serves no purpose.”
“Adolescence is a period of rapid changes. Between the ages of 12 and 17, for example, a parent ages as much as 20 years.”
“Perfection has one grave defect: it is apt to be dull.”
“Perfection is a trifle dull. It is not the least of life's ironies that this, which we all aim at, is better not quite achieved.”
“Old age is ready to undertake tasks that youth shirked because they would take too long.”
“Children picking up our bones Will never know that these were once As quick as foxes on the hill.”
“The great fact was the land itself, which seemed to overwhelm the little beginnings of human society that struggled in its sombre wastes.”
“Paris is a hard place to leave, even when it rains incessantly and one coughs continually from the dampness.”
“Being realistic is the most commonly travelled road to mediocracy”
“Earth in beauty dressed Awaits returning spring. All true love must die, Alter at the best Into some lesser thing. Prove that I lie.”
“The hare grows old as she plays in the sun And gazes around her with eyes of brightness; Before the swift things that she dreamed of were done She limps along in an aged whiteness.”
“…I seemed to be lying neither asleep nor awake looking down a long corridor of gray half light where all stable things had become shadowy paradoxical all I had done shadows all I had felt suffered taking visible form antic and perverse mocking without relevance inherent themselves with the denial of the significance they should have affirmed thinking I was I was not who was not was not who.”
“The summer's flow'r is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die' But if that flow'r with base infection meet, The basest weed outbraves his dignity: For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.”
“A lean cheek; which you have not: a blue eye, and sunken; which you have not: an unquestionable spirit; which you have not: a beard neglected; which you have not: — but I pardon you for that; for, simply, your having1 in beard is a younger brother's revenue: — Then your hose should be ungarter'd, your bonnet unhanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and every thing about you demonstrating a careless desolation.”
“Men prize the thing ungained more than it is.”