Bram Stoker Quotes

Melancholy and sadness are the start of doubt... doubt is the beginning of despair; despair is the cruel beginning of the differing degrees of wickedness.

People go through periods when things are dark and cloudy, and they talk dark and cloudy.

There was a darkness, a melancholy, that people had trouble accepting. Maybe now, it would work better.

I'm half alive but I feel mostly dead.

I was so broken when I did the first record. I was living in my parents' basement, I didn't know anyone. I was broken-hearted and writing this really dark record. I was at the bottom of a well.

When you are debilitated, and you're very depressed, and you believe there's no hope, you cannot get a better potpourri of down.

It got to a point where I didn't care if I lived or I died.

'Melancholy' is prettier than 'depression'; it connotes a kind of nocturnal grace. Makes one feel more innocently beleaguered.

A horrible sense of blackness and the treachery of fate seized hold upon the soul of the unhappy student.

They always call depression the blues, but I would have been happy to waken to a periwinkle outlook. Depression to me is urine yellow, washed out, exhausted miles of weak piss.

And an inky-colored despair of rejection enveloped me like the black tortilla of depression around a pain burrito.

Depression is the most unpleasant thing I have ever experienced. . . . It is that absence of being able to envisage that you will ever be cheerful again. The absence of hope. That very deadened feeling, which is so very different from feeling sad. Sad hurts but it's a healthy feeling. It is a necessary thing to feel. Depression is very different.

…she felt depressed beyond any thing she had ever known before.

still, what could i say? that i didn't just feel depressed - instead, it was like the depression was the core of me, of every part of me, from my mind to my bones? that if he got blue, i got black? that i hated those pills so much, because i knew how much i relied on them to live?

It's funny how despair can soon become an old companion

When even despair ceases to serve any creative purpose, then surely we are justified in suicide.

It's a brooding melancholy that haunts me.

Disappointment is a sticky one, because no one can steal contentment, joy, gratitude, or peace - we have to give it away.

I think the degree of alienation and despair is more universal.

Sadness was something I was thinking about in my life outside of writing, so it wormed itself into whatever I wrote.

A lot of people say I wouldn't have a down day, but you look at the music and there's real melancholy.

I'm prone to a more depressed outlook on life.

I felt like things could never get any worse.

It's raining my soul, it's raining, but it's raining dead eyes.

I'm usually called upon to play the dreary suicidal girl.