We're all free and equal to die like dogs

What scares me most is the pessimism of people.

Life isn't all fricasseed frogs and eel pie.

Stain my eyes as I may, on all sides all is black.

Nice days are more unsafe. There are more of them.

I was too pessimistic for an optimist to live with

The pursuit of the impossible through the useless.

Sorrow spares no one, and scars respect no person.

My fear of the future, she says, has not yet failed.

It is possible for things to get worse without limit.

One can be a pessimist in thought, but not in action.

I still think sincere pessimism the unpardonable sin.

Keep a light, hopeful heart. But ­expect the worst.

It is best not to be born or to die as soon as possible.

My life is so bad that it's worse than it really is.