Tag Archives: Depression

Theory: Dorothy Parker

Into love, and out again, Thus I went, and thus I go. Spare your voice, and hold your pen— Well and bitterly I know All the songs were ever sung, All the words were ever said; Could it be, when … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , | 1 Comment

Possible Cure For Depression: D H Lawrence

I have been fighting the powers of darkness lately. Still they prevail with me. But I have more or less got my head out of the inferno, my body will follow later. How one has to struggle, really, to overcome … Continue reading

Posted in Prose | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Morning Glory: Edward Thomas

The glory of the beauty of the morning, – The cuckoo crying over the untouched dew; The blackbird that has found it, and the dove That tempts me on to something sweeter than love; White clouds ranged even and fair … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Beware Of Monsters And Abysses: Friedrich Nietzsche

He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you. Friedrich Nietzsche 1844-1900 Jenseits von Gut und Böse IV, 146 The … Continue reading

Posted in Prose | Tagged , , , , , | 1 Comment

Mental Pain: C S Lewis

Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear. The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say “My tooth is aching” than to … Continue reading

Posted in Prose | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Prophetic Soul: Dorothy Parker

Because your eyes are slant and slow, Because your hair is sweet to touch, My heart is high again; but oh, I doubt if this will get me much. Dorothy Parker Prophetic Soul

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

The Last Word: Matthew Arnold

Creep into thy narrow bed, Creep, and let no more be said! Vain thy onset! all stands fast. Thou thyself must break at last. Let the long contention cease! Geese are swans, and swans are geese. Let them have it … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , | 1 Comment

Nocturne: Dorothy Parker

Always I knew that it could not last (Gathering clouds, and the snowflakes flying), Now it is part of the golden past (Darkening skies, and the night-wind sighing); It is but cowardice to pretend. Cover with ashes our love’s cold … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

Creativity and Joy: W B Yeats

The miserable man may think well and express himself with great vehemence, but he cannot make beautiful things, for Aphrodite never rises from any but a tide of joy. W B Yeats quoted in ‘The Poet’s Work’ by John Holmes … Continue reading

Posted in Quotation | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Coda: Dorothy Parker

There’s little in taking or giving, There’s little in water or wine; This living, this living, this living Was never a project of mine. Oh, hard is the struggle, and sparse is The gain of the one at the top, … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment