I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy.

Charles Baudelaire


I'm not writing just about melancholy stuff anymore, I made a point to cover a wide range of emotions.

Chantal Kreviazuk


I had the feeling of slipping down a smooth bottomless pit. It had nothing to do with Breuer and the people. It had nothing to do with Pat even. It was the melancholy secret that reality can arouse desires but never satisfy them; that love begins with a human being but does not end in him; and that everything can be there: a human being, love, happiness, life — and that yet in some terrible way it is always too little, and grows ever less the more it seems.

Erich Maria Remarque, "Three Comrades"

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