Lana Del Rey Quotes

Sometimes being human sucks.

I really believe that all of us have a lot of darkness in our souls. Anger, rage, fear, sadness. I don't think that's only reserved for people who have horrible upbringings. I think it really exists and is part of the human condition. I think in the course of your life you figure out ways to deal with that.

Everybody has their demons; everyone has their challenges.

The thing that bubbles up the most when I'm around other people is that I feel a joy of being alive. But I also am a very sensitive person and have many heavier feelings. It can be tiresome after a while to only do comedy, especially after you grow as a person. It starts to feel like you're playing an older version of yourself.

There is no doubt that being human is incredibly difficult and cannot be mastered in one lifetime.

A great sorrow, and one that I am only beginning to understand: we don’t get to choose our own hearts. We can’t make ourselves want what’s good for us or what’s good for other people. We don’t get to choose the people we are.

I sometimes truly despair at ever being meaningfully altered and affected by the things I claim are so important to me.

I'm interested in characters who should know better, who know they should give up, move on, accept life as it is, with all its constraints - life, death, time - but don't.

I'm the one who has to look in the mirror, and after a while it begins to eat at you.

Almost every month, I have a day where I get stuck in the mud of me. I used to blame hormones and PMS. After I hit 50, I blamed the lack of hormones. But men get stuck, too, so it must simply be the human condition.

Depression, suffering and anger are all part of being human.

I was so self-critical. I still am, but it's not as bad anymore.

Why am I so soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard?

I have no desire to look at myself.

I'm a human being and every human being has problems.

If it weren't the problem of politics for me, it would be another. And yet, sometimes it's so difficult. And I feel sorry for myself. And then hate myself for this feeling of self-pity.

I didn't want to do a zoo show. I didn't want to do a study of someone with mental illness. I just wanted to show someone who was trying to live their life.

When I look back, I don't have regrets. In the moment I am really, really hard on myself, I'm definitely my own worst critic and can be my own worst enemy, and I'm trying very hard not to be that.

I was raised in an atmosphere of 'everything's fine.' But as I got older, I was like, 'Well no, everything's not fine. There is stuff that's sad.' I am a really sensitive person. I think I am too sensitive sometimes.

Who can map out the various forces at play in one soul? Man is a great depth, O Lord. The hairs of his head are easier by far to count than his feeling, the movements of his heart.

I love playing ego and insecurity combined.

Being a full human being is difficult, frightening, and problematical.

The kinds of stories I want to be a part of telling are about delving into what it is to be a human being.

Everyone has monsters and demons within themselves. They're metaphors for the human condition.

Identity has been such an explosive territory for me... so hard, so painful at times.