Charles Spurgeon Quotes

We're surrounded by wonder, and yet we want more, and we want it bigger, faster, louder, better.

Men are but children of a larger growth, Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain.

Friends have suggested that I am the least qualified person to talk about happiness, because I am often down, and sometimes profoundly depressed. But I think that's where my qualification comes from. Because to know happiness, it helps to know unhappiness.

We all go a little mad sometimes.

Tranquil pleasures last the longest; we are not fitted to bear the burden of great joys.

Depression and anxiety can't fit in your head if you're cultivating feelings of joy and inspiration.

If we just wanted positive emotions, our species would have died out a long time ago.

Certainly, I think being depressed is absolutely part of the human condition, it has to be, if there's joy there's its opposite, and it's something you ride if you possibly can.

Man is a rational animal who always loses his temper when called upon to act in accordance with the dictates of reason.

I have probably been very close to a complete breakdown on numerous occasions.

We talk about that a lot: how, when you're under pressure, it brings out the best and the worst in people.

That mortal man who hath more of joy than sorrow in him, that mortal man cannot be true--not true, or undeveloped.

Man was made for joy and woe, and when this we rightly know through the world we safely go. Joy and woe are woven fine, a clothing for the soul to bind.

The spiritual life is a life beyond moods. It is a life in which we choose joy and do not allow ourselves to become victims of passing feelings of happiness or depression.

The key to happiness. Hm.... There are just so many factors. I think it's just a way of being. It's about.... every little thing in moderation. Whether it be stress, anger, joy, depression.

Do you not know how uncontrolled and unreliable the average human being is in all that concerns sexual life?

I am not schizoid. A little manic-depressive, maybe." "'Know thyself.'" "We try, sir.

If he were a man of strong mind, it only gave him fits; but a person of mere average intellect it usually sent mad.

Sanity is very rare; every man almost and every woman has a dash of madness.

One inch of joy surmounts of grief a span, Because to laugh is proper to the man.

I was tired and crazy and rushed, and every time I boarded a plane, I wanted the plane to crash. I envied people dying of cancer. I hated my life. I was tired and bored with my job and my furniture, and I couldn’t see any way to change things. Only end them.

Beware of driving men to desperation. Even a cornered rat is dangerous.

The aftermath of joy is not usually more joy.

L'amoureux qui n'oublie pas quelquefois meurt par exce' s, fatigue et tension de me moire (tel Werther). The lover who does not forget sometimes dies from excess, fatigue, and the strain of memory (like Werther).