Daniel Handler Quotes

Unhappiness does make people look stupid.

Miserable people love to make other people miserable. I don't hate them, I just feel sorry for them.

I don't think we can be entirely happy seeing such misery around us.

Certainly I have no attraction to misery. I don't intentionally go for dark.

Not enough people in this world are happy.

Unhappy is a nice word.

I used to let other people's struggles affect my happiness. If they weren't happy, there was no way I was going to be happy. The opposite was also true: If I wasn't happy, I didn't want anyone around me to be happy.

Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down.

Spread compassion all around you. Look around you - people are so unhappy, don't add to their unhappiness. Your compassion will lessen their unhappiness; just one word of compassion will lessen their unhappiness. Don't add to their unhappiness.

I just don't want to be around people who don't hate everything in their life right now.

They [leftists] are outraged when people are not cranky and not miserable. They want everybody to be, if they are. It isn't fair that some people should be enjoying life when other people don't.

There is a stage in any misery when the victim begins to find a deep satisfaction in it.

Misery nourishes your ego - that's why you see so many miserable people in the world. The basic, central point is the ego.

Your unhappiness doesn't help anyone else - and in fact, as I mentioned in another answer, happy people are more altruistically inclined. So happiness is not a selfish goal.

Many things can make you miserable for weeks; few can bring you a whole day of happiness.

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

If misery loves company, misery has company enough.

It is not every man who can be exquisitely miserable, any more than exquisitely happy.

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

I'm constantly tortured, and that's why I say happiness is irrelevant. Happiness is for children and yuppies.

Not being happy really is my fear.

Depend upon it that if a man talks of his misfortunes there is something in them that is not disagreeable to him; for where there is nothing but pure misery there never is any recourse to the mention of it.

Grief at the absence of a loved one is happiness compared to life with a person one hates.

Sorrow makes an ugly face odious.

The two enemies of human happiness are pain and boredom.