“The tongue, the Chinese say, is like a sharp knife: it kills without drawing blood.”
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Melancholic Quotes — page 94 of 412
“Vengeance taken will often tear the heart and torment the conscience.”
“It's that wonderful old-fashioned idea that others come first and you come second. This was the whole ethic by which I was brought up. Others matter more than you do, so 'don't fuss, dear; get on with it.'”
“Some damage is too severe, some harm endures. And what you have to do is accept it. And by accept it I mean, don’t be the paralyzed person in the bed who is waiting to walk again. Realize, it’s never gonna happen. And find some other way to get around –swing from a vine, get a Mad Max wheelchair. Anything but…wait.”
“What is it that turns people into artists? It often comes from some kind of pain or angst, a need to understand or express something. It very rarely comes from confidence, being raised by parents who want to hear what you have to say and wants to encourage you.”
“I don't see myself as beautiful, because I can see a lot of flaws.”
“Here the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting, Here I shade and hide my thoughts, I myself do not expose them, And yet they expose me more than all my other poems”
“The past is a trail you leave behind, much like the wake of a speedboat. That is, it's a vanishing trail temporarily showing you where you were. The wake of a boat doesn't affect it's course-obviously it can't since it appears behind the boat. So consider this image when you exclaim that your past is the reason you aren't moving forward.”
“Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste.”
“Now that my ladder's gone, I must lie down where all my ladders start, In the foul rag-and-bone shop of the heart.”
“Life is a process of preparing to be dead for a long time.”
“The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover, Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank, Conceives by idleness, and nothing teems But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burrs, Losing both beauty and utility.”
“O, how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors.”
“Plain living and high thinking are no more.”
“With me; it's just a genetic dissatisfaction with everything.”
“It takes so many years to learn that one is dead.”
“These fragments I have shored against my ruins”
“O dark dark dark. They all go into the dark, The vacant interstellar spaces, the vacant into the vacant”
“Beginnings are apt to be shadowy.”
“You have had many sadnesses, large ones, which passed. ... But please, ask yourself whether these large sadnesses haven't rather gone right through you [that is, passed through you]. Perhaps many things inside you have been transformed; perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.”