#pressed

I neither drink nor smoke, because my schoolmaster impressed upon me three cardinal virtues; cleanliness in person, cleanliness in mind; temperance. ↗

— John Burns

#cardinal #cleanliness #drink #i #impressed

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. ↗

— Alastair Campbell

#am #because #comes #depressed #down

When I'm depressed and I feel low thinking that good movies are not made any more, then I put on his movies and I watch them. I laugh and I cry and I have great pleasure. ↗

— Geraldine Chaplin

#cry #depressed #feel #good #good movies

It's a tough marketplace right now... It is very compressed... A turnaround is likely to happen quicker than before. ↗

— Peter Chernin

#compressed #happen #likely #marketplace #now

To congratulate oneself on one's warm commitment to the environment, or to peace, or to the oppressed, and think no more is a profound moral fault. ↗

— Robert Conquest

#congratulate #environment #fault #moral #more

In my younger years my dedication may have expressed itself egotistically. ↗

— Cyril Cusack

#expressed #itself #may #years #younger

I always started studying with the best intentions, telling myself that today just might be the day it all fell into place, and everything would be different. But more often than not, though, after a couple of pages of practice problems, I'd find myself spiraling into an all-out depression. When it was really bad, I'd put my head down on my book and contemplate alternate options for my future. "whoa," I heard a voice say. It was muffled slightly by my hair, and my arm, which I locked around my head in an effort to keep my brain from seeping out. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#humor #nate-cross #ruby #studying #the-best-option

Those images were the world, and it stewed in her as she sat with the lovely books and their manicured titles. It brewed in her as she eyed the pages full to the brims of their bellies with paragraphs and words. You bastards, she thought. You lovely bastards. Don't make me happy. Please, don't fill me up and let me think something good can come from any of this. Look at my bruises. Look at this graze. Do you see the graze inside me? Do you see it before your very eyes, eroding me? I don't want to hope for anything anymore. ↗

— Markus Zusak

#depressed #love

Sometimes I just try so hard to remember the last time I was happy, you know like really happy. ↗

— Unknown

#depression #life #love #pain #sadness

Isn't it just weird when you sit in a room full of people and realize how empty you are. You begin to think to yourself, do I really matter. Does anyone care? ↗

— Unknown

#depression #life #love #pain #sadness