432 Quotes About Melancholy

Rain is a lullaby heard through a thick, isolating blanket of clouds. It is the tinkling harp of water droplets; a moist breath whistling through willow reeds; a pattering beat background to the mourner's melody. Rain is a soft song of compassion for the brokenhearted.

Raindrops suddenly began to fall, wetting the roofs of the huts. They fall regularly, like the weight of life or of time. On nights when it rained, I couldn't stop myself from listening to the sound, which kept me from sleeping. Insomnia, then eternal sleep--held apart from one by death and the other by life, brought closer to one by life and the other by death, and the rain, the rain, the rain, the rain.It rained on the day that my only son died.

The waves roared.I stood alone in the darkness.Light does not illuminate.It only looks for things to illuminate.And I had never been found by the light.I would always be in darkness.

If one is to deal with people on a large scale and say what one thinks, how can one avoid melancholy? I don’t admit to being hopeless, though: only the spectacle is a profoundly strange one; and as the current answers don’t do, one has to grope for a new one, and the process of discarding the old, when one is by no means certain what to put in their place, is a sad one.

If you felt empty and sad after doing something, you probably did a great thing.

As ofttimes as it rains on my little spot of earth, you'd think I'd grow accustomed to the gloom.

A mist is rolling over the fields. Why is a summer mist romantic and autumn mist just sad?

When we were young, she was the star in my heavens.

When sadness knows the reason of tears, heart prepares to carry the ache for years