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depression thinking littles
Rube Goldberg I, I don't think anybody's continually happy, uh, except idiots, you know. You know, you have to have little moments of depression.
depression people together
Robert Carlyle At times of the severest depression, humor is what binds people together.
depression daughter struggle
Zora Neale Hurston Someone is always at my elbow reminding me that I am the grand-daughter of slaves. It fails to register depression with me. Slaver y is sixty years in the past. The operation was successful and the patient is doing well, thank you. The terrible struggle that made me an American out of a potential slave said "On the line!" The Reconstruction said "Go!" I am off to a flying start and I must not halt in the stretch to look behind and weep.
depression heart years
Franklin D. Roosevelt If we can boondoggle ourselves out of this depression, that word is going to be enshrined in the hearts of the American people for years to come.
depression agents may
Franklin D. Roosevelt All safe deposit boxes in banks or financial institutions have been sealed... and may only be opened in the presence of an agent of the I.R.S.
depression rain shopping
Johnny Vegas The people on the QVC shopping channel convince me that life is worth living. They see the good in everything. People who go to counselling should actually go to a room with a QVC seller for half an hour and let them find the qualities within them. For example, they'd look at me and say, 'To anybody else this looks like a stomach but, actually, his feet never get wet in the rain.
depression moving orange-juice
Oliver Sacks Music can lift us out of depression or move us to tears - it is a remedy, a tonic, orange juice for the ear. But for many of my neurological patients, music is even more - it can provide access, even when no medication can, to movement, to speech, to life. For them, music is not a luxury, but a necessity.
depression mental-illness inexplicable
Octave Mirbeau There is a diabolical streak in me, a troublesome and inexplicable perversity.
pain torment
Adrienne Barbeau Her pain was very apparent, the torment she was in.
pain love-is fire
Richard Barnfield Love is a fiend, a fire, a heaven, a hell Where pleasure, pain, and sad repentance dwell
pain thinking gains
Richard Baxter What we most value, we shall think no pains too great to gain.
pain night mad
Rebecca West Only part of us is sane: only part of us loves pleasure and the longer day of happiness, wants to live to our nineties and die in peace, in a house that we built, that shall shelter those who come after us. The other half of us is nearly mad. It prefers the disagreeable to the agreeable, loves pain and its darker night despair, and wants to die in a catastrophe that will set back life to its beginnings and leave nothing of our house save its blackened foundations.
pain tolerance endurance
Ryan Lochte Pain, tolerance, endurance-when it comes down to that point, there's always something left. You just have to find it.
pain smoking want
Russell Hoban What a weird thing smoking is and I can't stop it. I feel cosy, have a sense of well-being when I'm smoking, poisoning myself, killing myself slowly. Not so slowly maybe. I have all kinds of pains I don't want to know about and I know that's what they're from. But when I don't smoke I scarcely feel as if I'm living. I don't feel as if I'm living unless I'm killing myself.
pain loss sacrifice
Ronda Rousey Most people focus on the wrong thing; They focus on the result, not the process. The process is the sacrifice; it's all the hard parts - the sweat, the pain, the tears, the losses. You make the sacrifices anyway. You learn to enjoy them, or at least embrace them. In the end, it is the sacrifices that must fulfill you.
pain stress home
Romeo Dallaire The night I flew out from Rwanda, I landed in Nairobi, and I was on my way back home, and my left side started to paralyze and remained paralyzed with pain, and the stress and so on began to appear physically.
pain moving talking
Umberto Eco When all the archetypes burst out shamelessly, we plumb the depths of Homeric profundity. Two clichés make us laugh but a hundred clichés moves us because we sense dimly that the clichés are talking among themselves, celebrating a reunion. . . . Just as the extreme of pain meets sensual pleasure, and the extreme of perversion borders on mystical energy, so too the extreme of banality allows us to catch a glimpse of the Sublime.
world-suffering doors thought-provoking
Chinua Achebe When suffering knocks at your door and you say there is no seat for him, he tells you not to worry because he has brought his own stool.