J. R. R. Tolkien Quotes

If this was my forever, I wouldn't want to spend it here.

I turn and turn in my cell like a fly that doesn't know where to die.

It's often difficult for those who are lucky enough to have never experienced what true depression is to imagine a life of complete hopelessness, emptiness and fear.

Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome, dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day, wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow.

Grief comes and goes, but depression is unremitting.

I grew so depressed from the lack of support that I considered quitting. No one understood me.

Nothing good comes out of depression.

Right now, they feel they have lost their voice, and their miseries have increased since my departure.

I felt like I was the only person on the planet with this 'thing called depression', and I remember being frightened. I was knocked out and dopey, and I cried all of the time.

Alas, I am a woman friendless, hopeless!

I have watched patients stand and gaze longingly toward the city they in all likelihood will never enter again. It means liberty and life; it seems so near, and yet heaven is not further from hell.

Those who have no hope pass their old age shrouded with an inward gloom.

It's really easy to slide into a depression fueled by the pointlessness of existence.

I keep coming back because I have no place else to go. What else would I do? I love to sing.

Man, I hate to get depressing on you, but I don't have a game. I'm so alone, so depressed, so dark, no.

When it was all over, and I was left alone in my office, I put my face in my hands and wept. I could do nothing less.

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

Chekhov is this poet of melancholy and isolation and of wishing you were somewhere else than where you are.

Sadness, irritability, fatigue, and distractedness are among the most common side effects of grief while parenting.

It is sad when people can't connect, and the sense of desperation that you feel when there is nothing to look forward to.

As bad as it feels, it's familiar to you. And the depression itself is making you unable to reach out. So, I've definitely experienced that in my life.

I remember sitting by my window, wishing upon the stars that my skin condition would go away. I wondered, 'Why me?'

Many hotels, I just sat there and - I call it the silent scream - I don't know why, you just sit there, and tears will just come down, and you'll just sit there for hours, man. There's no place to turn, and when you do turn, who cares? You're just a dumb professional wrestler.

I could not forbear getting up to the top of a little mountain, and looking out to sea, in hopes of seeing a ship : then fancy that, at a vast distance, I spied a sail, please myself with the hopes of it, and, after looking steadily, till I was almost blind, lose it quite, and sit down and weep like a child, and thus increase my misery by my folly.

We cannot do without it, and yet we disgrace and vilify the same. It may be compared to a cage, the birds without despair to get in, and those within despair to get out.