#misery

Misery loves company, but company does not reciprocate. ↗

— Addison Mizner

#does #loves #misery #misery loves company #reciprocate

The absence of the will to live is, alas, not sufficient to make one want to die. ↗

— Michel Houellebecq

#death #inspirational #life #misery #death

The artist must be like that Marine. He has to know how to be miserable. He has to love being miserable. ↗

— Steven Pressfield

#artist #miserable #misery #write #writer

And then, a strangely comforting thought trickled through me—I had nothing, so I could do anything now. Anything I wanted. I had nothing left to lose. ↗

— Rachel Ward

#end #freedom #life #misery #nothing

An intelligent person does not take part in the sources of misery which are due to contact with the material senses. O son of Kunti, such pleasures have a beginning and an end, and so the wise man does not delight in them. ↗

— Bhagavad Gita

#happiness #intelligence #misery #intelligence

It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles. And yet when King Laugh come, he make them all dance to the tune he play. Bleeding hearts, and dry bones of the churchyard, and tears that burn as they fall, all dance together to the music that he make with that smileless mouth of him. Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us different ways. Then tears come, and like the rain on the ropes, they brace us up, until perhaps the strain become too great, and we break. But King Laugh he come like the sunshine, and he ease off the strain again, and we bear to go on with our labor, what it may be. ↗

— Bram Stoker

#laugh #life #misery #van-helsing #world

But then he returned and our life went on. Three days gone. A week. I measured the time in the faint waning of my consciousness of my misery, and wondered if this would one day be enough: simply not to be consciously miserable anymore. ↗

— Sue Miller

#life

Now, comrades, what is the nature of this life of ours? Let us face it: our lives are miserable, laborious, and short. ↗

— George Orwell

#misery #life

Are you what is called a lucky man? Well, you are sad every day. Each day has its great grief or its little care... Hardly one day in a hundred of unbroken joy and sunshine. And you are of that small number who at lucky! As for the other men, stagnant night is upon them. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#life #lucky #misery #life

Only you could be more important than what I wanted...what I needed. What I want and what I need is to be with you, and I know I'll never be strong enough to leave again. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#misery #love