#depression

Depression is when you have lots of love, but no one's taking. ↗

— Doug Coupland

#lots #love #taking #you

I thought depression was the part of my character that made me worthwhile. I thought so little of myself, felt that I had such scant offerings to give to the world, that the one thing that justified my existence at all was my agony. ↗

— Elizabeth Wurtzel

#character #depression #existence #felt #give

They really do a disservice because these men and women came out of the Depression, they came out of the war. ↗

— Richard M. Daley

#came #depression #disservice #men #men and women

Being a typical Pisces, I might have experienced mood shifts, but I don't remember any depression, or needing to do anything, or to have someone bring me out of being depressed. ↗

— Julius Erving

#anything #being #being depressed #bring #depressed

(...) Since I was a kid." "Which you refer to as 'back when you were happy.'" "Right. ↗

— Ned Vizzini

#sadness #suicide #funny

I'm happy, I would say that I'm one of the happiest people I know but I've certainly had periods of profound sadness, depression and heartache and those are the kind of things that are interesting to me to write about. ↗

— Richard Marx

#certainly #depression #had #happiest #happiest people

Our Generation has had no Great war, no Great Depression. Our war is spiritual. Our depression is our lives. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#generation #great #great depression #great war #had

I have a system with bathrooms. I spend a lot of time in them. They are sanctuaries, public places of peace spaced throughout the world for people like me. ↗

— Ned Vizzini

#sanctuary #funny

I grew up on what everybody called a plantation - but believe me, it wasn't a plantation. It was just an old farm. I grew up with a lot of black people working in the fields, and it was during the Depression between 1930 and the war, so we were all poor - black and white. ↗

— Sam Phillips

#between #black #black and white #called #depression

The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling. ↗

— David Foster Wallace

#suicide #death