Horace Walpole Quotes

If a documentary crew were to follow me around, they'd probably think they were making a film about the saddest person in the world.

I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.

I'm so involved in melancholy.

Christmas makes everything twice as sad.

As a boy and even now, I am wont to melancholy. I do, probably once a day, experience a sincere heartbreak.

A lot of my songs are about loneliness and losing relationships. Even the ones that are happy, there's a lonely undertone to them.

Loneliness can become a downward spiral.

I'm here to be lovesick, broke and drifting, writing heartache songs and singing about pain and misery and depression, with a few good times here and there.

I'm always sad.

He did not go much further, but sat down on the cold floor and gave himself up to complete miserableness, for a long while. He thought of himself frying bacon and eggs in his own kitchen at home - for he could feel inside that it was high time for some meal or other; but that only made him miserabler.

Everybody's having fun, except me I'm the lonely one I live in shame.

I'm always alone. Sad face emoticon.

I imagine there's a market for total depression. I grew up on George Jones and that really dark stuff.

Misery no longer loves company. Nowadays it insists on it.

It's a brooding melancholy that haunts me.

The delta blues is a low-down, dirty shame blues. It's a sad, big wide sound, something to make you think about people who are dead or the women who left you.

I had never felt so lonely and so sad in my entire life.

I lived and languished.

Fans say I have a lot of sorrow in my eyes. It's true.

I had sadness for breakfast.

I cry all the time.

A sad soul can kill quicker than a germ.

I was always depressed growing up. There wasn't a reason for it, I just was. I was sad and morose. I cried a lot, I wrote a lot, and I read a lot; and that was how I dealt with it.

Depression begins with disappointment. When disappointment festers in our soul, it leads to discouragement.

Sob, heavy world Sob as you spin, Mantled in mist Remote from the happy.