A melancholy-looking man, he had the appearance of one who has searched for the leak in life's gas-pipe with a lighted candle.
A melancholy-looking man, he had the appearance of one who has searched for the leak in life's gas-pipe with a lighted candle.
Despite her words about letting go, melancholy washed over her. Because words are easy and often thrown around with trite intentions.
There was something melancholic about that symbol of their nation's promise of freedom, a bell with a chipped mouth and cleft body.
Then you must reconcile yourself to the fact that something is always hurt by any change. If you do this, you will not be hurt yourself.
But let me now stop; I may be a little partial, and view every thing with the jaundiced eye of melancholy - for I am sad - and have cause.
This was a characteroloical prelude, but it wasn’t chemical or somatic. It was the anatomy of melancholy, not the anatomy of his brain.
She smiles, and her eyes look as if they can see back into her memory, into all the things that have gone into making a person what they are.
He was a Frenchman, a melancholy-looking man. His aspect was that of one who has been looking for the leak in a gas pipe with a lighted candle.
Men do not die on mornings like this:whatever happens then happens in their name,like the lives of obscure saints, who exist only in folk memory.
Cut my life into pizzas. this is my plastic fork. oven baking, no breathing, dont give a fuck if its carbs that i'm eating' -Catherine Spann
-Quand vous regardez le plafond de cette chambre, qu'est-ce que vous y voyez?-L'intérieur de ma tête.-C'est comment?-Opaque.
Let’s call my mood melancholy; let’s call it remembrance. Or maybe let’s call it longing. Yes, let’s call it longing instead.
The zipper displaces the button and a man lacks just that much time to think while dressing at dawn, a philosophical hour, and thus a melancholy hour.
Es ist ein Unterschied, ob man sterben will oder ob man keine Lust zu leben hat. Wenn man sterben will, dann will man wenigstens etwas. Ich will nichts.
Je pensais de meme que notre jeunesse etait finie et le bonheur manqué. I thought too that our youth was over and we had failed to find happiness.