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The weather of depression is
unmodulated, its light a brownout.
William Styron
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Comprehensive Textbook of Psychiatry, 1989
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My soul is deprived of peace.
I have forgotten what happiness is. I tell myself that my future is lost...
Lamentations
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Some struggles are so solitary that
they drown in words.
Martha Manning
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In depression this faith in
deliverance, in ultimate restoration, is absent. The pain
in unrelenting, and what makes the condition intolerable
is the foreknowledge that no remedy will comenot in
a day, an hour, a month, or a minute. If there is mild
relief, one knows that it is only temporary; more pain
will follow. It is hopelessness even more than pain that
crushes the soul.
William Styron
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There is no doubt that as one nears
the penultimate depths of depression, the acute sense of
loss is connected with a knowledge of life slipping away
at accelerated speed.
William Styron
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If you compare our knowledge (about
depression) to Columbus's discovery of America, America
is yet unknown; we are still down on that little island
in the Bahamas.
a clinician, to William Styron
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Depression isn't caused by some
mythical biochemical imbalance. It's another word for
hopelessness.
Peter Breggin
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In depression this faith in
deliverance, in ultimate restoration, is absent. The pain
is unrelenting, and what makes the condition intolerable
is the foreknowledge that no remedy will come....If there
is mild relief, one knows that it is only temporary; more
pain will follow. It is hopelessness even more than pain
that crushes the soul.
William Styron
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The world goes by my cage and never
sees me.
Randall Jerrell
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"Mental illness" is a metaphor. Minds
can be "sick" only in the sense that jokes are "sick" or
economies are "sick."
Thomas Szasz
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Nothing that grieves us can be called
little; by the eternal laws of proportion a child's loss
of a doll and a king's loss of a crown are events of the
same size.
Mark Twain
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For the thing which
I greatly feared is come upon me,
and that which I was afraid of Is come unto me. I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.
Job
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O, yet we trust that somehow good
Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
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But it is always a question whether I
wish to avoid these glooms....These 9 weeks give one a
plunge into deep waters....One goes down into the well
& nothing protects one from the assault of truth.
Virginia Woolf
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One feels inclined to doubt sometimes
whether the dragons of primeval days are really extinct.
Sigmund Freud
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Labour must be the cure, not
sympathyLabour is the only radical cure for rooted
sorrow.
Charlotte Brontë
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There is a crime here that goes
beyond denunciation. There is a sorrow here that weeping
cannot symbolize. There is a failure here that topples
all our success.
John Steinbeck
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I was taught to feel, perhaps too
much
The self-sufficing power of solitude.
William Wordsworth
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One can only see what one observes,
and one observes only things which are already in the
mind.
Alphonse Bertillon
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...To me the meanest flower that
blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
William Wordsworth
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Everything is meaningless, says the
teacher, utterly meaningless! What do people get for
their hard work? Generations come and go, but nothing
really changes...
Ecclesiastes
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Life's but a walking shadow; a poor
player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury. Signifying nothing.
William Shakespeare
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To increase knowledge only increases
sorrow.
Ecclesiastes
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Happiness in intelligent people is
the rarest thing I know.
Ernest Hemingway
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The happy ending is justly scorned as
a misrepresentation; for the world, as we know
it...yields but one ending: death, disintegration,
dismemberment, and the crucifixition of our heart with
the passing of the forms that we have loved.
Joseph Campbell
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To whom can I speak today?
[One's] fellows are evil; The friends of today do not love... Hearts are rapacious: Every man siezed his fellow's good... The gentle man has perished, [But] the violent man has access to everybody... Their are no righteous; The land is left to those who do wrong... To whom can I speak today? I am laden with wretchedness For lack of intimate friends....
The Dialogue of a Misanthrope with His Own
Soul
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a living death
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In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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The privacy of the mind is an
impermeable barrier.
Kay Jamison
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When the low heavy sky weighs like a
lid
Upon the spirit aching for the light And all the wide horizon's line is hid By a black day sadder than any night . . . . . . . . And hearses without drum or instrument, File slowly through my soul; crushed, sorrowful, Weeps Hope, and Grief, fierce and omnipotent, Plants his black banner on my drooping skull.
John Wolfgang von Goethe
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I will endeavour not not to repay you
in notes of sorrow and despondence, though all my
sprightly chords seem broken.
William Cowper
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The flower that smiles today
Tomorrow dies; All that we wish to stay, Tempts and then flies. . . . . . . . . Whilst yet the calm hours creep, Dream thouand from thy sleep Then wake to weep.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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It wearies me, you say it wearies
you;
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born I am to learn; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.
Merchant of Venice's Antonio
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All dis-ease is not disease.
Viktor E. Frankl
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The night
was late and soggy: It was New York in July. I was in my room, hiding, hating the need to swallow.
Elizabeth Prince
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I have felt the wind of the wing of
madness.
Baudelaire
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Learn the darkness.
Gather round you all the things that you love, name their names, prepare to lose them. It will be as if all you know were turned around within your body.
Wendell Berry
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I measure every gried I meet
with analytic eyes; I wonder if it weighs like mine, Or has an easier size. I wonder if they bore it long,
I wonder if it hurts to live,
Emily Dickinson
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It (depression) is a positive and active
anguish, a sort of psychical neuralgia wholly
unknown to normal life.
William James
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...Perhaps everything terrible is in
its deepest being something helpless that wants help from
us.
Rainer Maria Rilke
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Sometimes a call to spiritual
solitude and liberty may come to us masked as a
humiliating sickness or weakness.
Thomas Merton
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When depression is stigmatized as
illness and weakness, a double bind is created: If we
admit to depression, we will be stigmatized by others; if
we feel it but do not admit it, we stigmatize ourselves,
internalizing the social judgment. The only remaining
choice may be truly sick behavior: to experience no
emotion at all.
Lesley Hazelton
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Life is a banquent, and most poor
suckers are starving to death.
Rosalind Russell
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Depression is rage spread thin.
George Santayana
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If depression is creeping up and must
be faced, learn something about the nature of the beast:
You may escape without a mauling.
R. W. Shepherd
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If we admit our depression openly and
freely, those around us get from it an experience of
freedom rather than the depression itself.
Rollo May
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Suffering, once accepted, loses its
edge, for the terror of it lessens, and what remains is
generally far more manageable than we had imagined.
Lesley Hazelton
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Age is the bilge we cannot shake from
the mop.
Robert Lowell
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You handle depression in much the
same way you handle a tiger.
R. W. Shepherd
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The Bluebird of Happiness long absent
from his life, Ned is visited by the Chicken of
Depression.
Gary Larson
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...And I'm alive.
And I'm alone.
And I never wanted to be either of those.
Chemical Brothers
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Death is not the greatest loss in
life.
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we
live.
Norman Cousins
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So few my roads,
So many the mistakes.
Esenin
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Our present is all void and
dreariness,
If consecration come not from without.
Hugo von Hofmannsthal
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It is one of the saddest rules of
life that painful things that cannot be changed must be
endured.
John T. Maltsberger
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If you gaze long into an abyss, the
abyss will gaze back into you.
Friedrich Nietzsche
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Examination of the temporal factor in
depression reveals that, in its preinternalized form, the
hostility is clearly Oedipal in nature, being direted as
it is toward the inexorable marching of Father Time.
Christopher Scribner
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hostility turned inward
Sigmund Freud
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He who learns must suffer. And even
in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop
upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will,
comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.
Aeschylus
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To whom should I speak today?
I am heavy-laden with misery & without a comforter.
Anonymous
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Pain or suffering of any kind, if
long continued, causes depression and lessens the power
of action; yet it is well adapted to make a creature
guard itself against any great or sudden evil.
Charles Darwin
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sickness unto death
Søren Kierkegaard
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human perplexity and helplessness in
the face of nature's dreaded forces
Sigmund Freud
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I drink not from mere joy in wine nor
to scoff at faithno, only to forget myself for a
moment, that only do I want of intoxication, that alone.
Omar Khayyam
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Great is my sorrow, without limits.
None knows of it, except God in Heaven, and He cannot
have pity.
Søren Kierkegaard
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... people who are afraid of living
are also especially frightened of death.
M édard Boss
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great necessities of fate, against
which there is no remedy
Sigmund Freud
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painful riddle of death
Sigmund Freud
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the
great cause of much psychological
illness is the fear of knowledge of oneselfof one's
emotions, impulses, memories, capacities, potentialities,
of one's destiny.
Sigmund Freud
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...the human animal is characterized
by two great fears that other animals are protected from:
the fear of life and the fear of death.
Ernest Becker
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For life is at the start a chaos in
which one is lost.
José Ortega y Gasset
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Our fear of death is really our fear
of life.
Robert E. Neale
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In the midst of life we are in death.
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Death is a truth made profound by the
size of our wonder.
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We have nothing to fear but fear
itself.
Franklin D. Roosevelt
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Most people die at thirty and are
buried at sixty.
Shaw
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The despair of the living dead "is
the disconsolateness of not being able to die."
Søren Kierkegaard
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I'm living a life I don't wish to
live.
Virginia Woolf
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Man, when he does not grieve, almost
ceases to exist.
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Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone
upholds the human frame.
Virginia Woolf
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But when the self speaks to the self,
who is speaking?the entombed soul, the spirit
driven in, in, in to the central catacomb; the self that
took the veil and left the worlda coward perhaps,
yet somehow beautiful, as it flits with its lantern
restlessly up and down the dark corridors.
Virginia Woolf
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Nothing exaggerates the torture of
childhood. People say children are happy. They forget the
terrible revelations...the sudden shadows on the
ceilings.
Virginia Woolf
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The eyes of others our prisons; their
thoughts our cages
Virginia Woolf
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The promise that on the other side of
depression liesa beautiful life, one worth surviving
suicide for, will have turned out wrong. It will all be a
big dupe.
Elizabeth Wurtzel
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Once conform, once do what other
people do because they do it, and a lethargy steals over
all the finer nerves and faculties of the soul. She
becomes all outer show and inward emptiness; dull,
callous, and indifferent.
Virginia Woolf
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Very early in my life it was too
late.
Marguerite Duras
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Happiness in intelligent people is
the rarest thing I know.
Ernest Hemingway
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How can you hide from what never goes
away?
Heraclitus
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I myself am hell.
Robert Lowell
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Love hurts.
Nazareth
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I would say that learning to know
anxiety is an adventure which every man has to affront if
he would not go to perdition either by not having know
anxiety or by sinking under it. He therefore who has
learned rightly to be anxious has learned the most
important thing.
Søren Kierkegaard
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Don't nobody know my troubles with
God.
Moby
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I cannot do anything new. I cannot
see anything new!
Ecclesiastes
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Pain is a climate like winter. It
closes over you and soon you can't imagine not living in
it.
Helen Dunmore
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For it is not death or hardship that
is a fearful thing, but the fear of death and hardship.
Epictetus
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Hope...It is the quintessential
delusion.
"Architect," Matrix Reloaded |
All human life can be interpreted as
a continuous attempt to avoid despair.
Paul Tillich
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Sweet is't to sleep, sweeter to be a
stone.
In this dread age of terror and of shame, Thrice blest is he who neither sees nor feels. Leave me then here, and trouble not my rest.
Michelangelo
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When thou dost feel creeping time at they gate, these fooleries will please thee less: I am past my relish for such matters.
Queen Elizabeth I |
Sometimes I wish a cat would eat me.
"Milhouse," The Simpsons |
Parting is a foretaste of death.
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The Averted
The one whose eyes Les Murray |
He who is without hope is also without fear: this is the meaning of the expresion "desperate." If ... he is even brought to the point of believing that what he does not desire to happen must happen and what he desires to happen can never happen simply becase he desires it, then this is the condition called despair.
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