Mood Quotes

166 quotes from 126 authors

Selected mood quotes

  1. I'm not always depressed: only when I think and feel.

  2. Everything about life makes me lonely.

  3. I'm an extremist, I have to deal with my own extreme personality, and I walk the fine line of wanting to die and wanting to be the ruler of it all.

  4. Happiness is the interval between periods of unhappiness.

  5. Work a great deal at evening effects, lamplight, candlelight, etc. The intriguing thing is not to show the source of the light but the effect of the lighting.

  6. A pessimist is a man who has been compelled to live with an optimist.

  7. The mood in which my book was conceived and executed, was in fact to some extent a passing one.

  8. I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours, O what black hours we have spent This night!

  9. There is no personal charm so great as the charm of a cheerful temperament.

  10. This damned ranting about doom. Is that food for the minds of modern people? Do they really expect us to take them seriously?

  11. Music inflames temperament.

  12. Him, who incessantly laughs in the street, you may commonly hear grumbling in his closet.

  13. I spend a lot of my time looking at blue, The colour of my room and my mood...

  14. Nobody ever grew despondent looking for trouble.

  15. I feel some part of me can wake up and be very existential and the next day wake up and be sort of in love with the universe.

  16. Humor is just another defense against the universe.

  17. As the moral gloom of the world overpowers all systematic gaiety, even so was their home of wild mirth made desolate amid the sad forest.

  18. A fit of laughter, which has been indulged to excess, almost always produces a violent reaction.

  19. Why don't you get out of that wet coat and into a dry martini?

  20. Spring is nature's way of saying, 'Let's party!'

  21. It was a Sunday afternoon, wet and cheerless; and a duller spectacle this earth of ours has not to show than a rainy Sunday in London.

  22. Like many popular best-sellers, he was a very sad and solemn man who took himself too seriously and his art not seriously enough.

  23. The gray silence, the gray waves, the gray wastes of the sea.

  24. There is a luxury in self-dispraise; And inward self-disparagement affords To meditative spleen a grateful feast.

  25. Most of the time I don't have much fun. The rest of the time I don't have any fun at all.

  26. People always called The Cure gloomy, but listening to The Cure made me happy. There was something about the gloominess that gave me comfort, and I think we're the same way.

  27. 'You all look like happy campers to me. Happy campers you are, happy campers you have been, and, as far as I am concerned, happy campers you will always be.'

  28. During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country, and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.

  29. The moods of sadness that come over anyone who takes up art... these dismal moods have very little compensation.

  30. In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day.

  31. A gloomy guest fits not a wedding feast.

  32. I have remarked very clearly that I am often of one opinion when I am lying down and of another when I am standing up.

  33. Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born, In Stygian cave forlorn, 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy.

  34. 'I'm the happiest the saddest guy in the world can be.'

  35. I am free of all prejudice. I hate everyone equally.

  36. Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste.

  37. April, April, Laugh thy girlish laughter; Then, the moment after, Weep thy girlish tears!

  38. A cheerful life is what the Muses love, A soaring spirit is their prime delight.

  39. In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

  40. As it is so strangely ordained in this world, what is amusing will turn into being gloomy, if you stand too long before it, and then God knows what ideas may not stray into the mind... Why is it that even in moments of unthinking, careless gaiety a different and strange mood comes upon one?

  41. Rintrah roars and shakes his fires in the burdened air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep.

  42. The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere.

  43. Lost in a gloom of uninspired research.

  44. If my music can change someone's mood for the better even a little bit, that's amazing.

  45. A man who would be a success the world must first of all be a judge of moods, for untimely speeches will offend the ears and hurt the feelings of others, and so fail in their purpose. He has to beware of such occasions. But falling sick and bearing children and dying - these things take no account of moods. They do not cease because they are untimely. The shifting changes of birth, life, sickness, and death, the real great matters - these are like the surging flow of a fierce torrent, which delays not for an instant but straightway pursues its course. And so, for both priest and layman, there must be no talk of moods in things they must needs accomplish. They must be free from this care and that, they must not let their feet linger.

  46. What a dreary world we live in, gentlemen.

  47. I'm a negative creep and I'm stoned.

  48. There's something wrong with that boy. He frowns for no good reason.

  49. 'I really do feel like being evil tonight.' -Earl's Court, 1977

  50. A clear day's warmth will often move / A lass to stray in dreams of love

  51. Ooh, he's a moody old man. Song of Summer in his hand. Ooh, he's a moody old man. ...in...in...in his hand. ...in his hand.

  52. the color of the sky as far as I can see is coal gray lift my head from the pillow and then fall again with a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather a quiver in my lips as if I might cry

  53. Heroes and victims are the product of the mood they were in when opportunity came or when circumstances were at their worst

  54. 'I think it's a good, alone-in-the-middle-of-the-day type of a record. Or very late at night, with a whole bunch of friends after you've sort of had your fill of today's hollow culture, which can be fun. But if you get back home and you're with some friends and you just want to realize that there's more to life than Justin Timberlake, it's a good record for that, too. The one time I don't think would be very good is over dinner. I think it would make everybody regurgitate blood and then turn into werewolves.' on the best time to listen to his album Want Two

  55. My attitude got me walking solo/Ride out alone in my low-low/Watching the whole world move in slow-mo

  56. It is a real chill out,

  57. The gray-green stretch of sandy grass, Indefinitely desolate; A sea of lead, a sky of slate; Already autumn in the air, alas! One stark monotony of stone, The long hotel, acutely white, Against the after-sunset light Withers gray-green, and takes the grass's tone.

  58. People come up to me and say, 'What's wrong?' 'Nothing.' 'Well, it takes more energy to frown than it does to smile.' 'Yeah, you know it takes more energy to point that out than it does to leave me alone?'

  59. Everyone feels benevolent if nothing happens to be annoying him at the moment.

  60. For a sunrise or a sunset, you're manic or you're depressed. Will you ever feel ok?

  61. Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone. For this brave old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air. The echoes bound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care.

  62. Still, as I mused, the naked room, The alien firelight died away; And from the midst of cheerless gloom I passed to bright, unclouded day.

  63. Oh Portugal, today you are fog...

  64. The house clock, place certain there at the bottom of things, strikes the half hour dry and null. All is so much, all is so deep, all is so dark and cold!

  65. I suppose the love of life which periodically deserts most men was returning: like sexual desire, it moves in cycles.

  66. It was an evening which, by some mysterious combination of failing light and the smell of an unrecognised plant, brings back to some men the sense of childhood and of future hope and to others the sense of something which has been lost and almost forgotten.

  67. I feel [I feel] like an old jerk.

  68. He sipped at a weak hock and seltzer As he gazed at the London skies Through the Nottingham lace of the curtains Or was it his bees-winged eyes?

  69. If the heart of a man is depressed with cares, The mist is dispell'd when a woman appears; Like the notes of a fiddle, she sweetly, sweetly Raises the spirits, and charms our ears.

  70. 'And the weather so breezy/Man why can't life always be this easy?'

  71. I am so often accused of gloominess and melancholy. And I think I'm probably the most cheerful man around. I don't consider myself a pessimist at all. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel completely soaked to the skin. ... I think those descriptions of me are quite inappropriate to the gravity of the predicament that faces us all. I've always been free from hope. It's never been one of my great solaces. I feel that more and more we're invited to make ourselves strong and cheerful. .... I think that it was Ben Jonson who said, I have studied all the theologies and all the philosophies, but cheerfulness keeps breaking through.

  72. We might plan a trip to London. Then it is a sunny day and we want to stay at home.

  73. The world of the happy is quite different from the world of the unhappy. (6.43)

  74. I consider sex a misdemeanor; the more I miss, de meaner I get.

  75. 'Eyes, what an eloquent pair he has! He is able to express with them even the slightest difference in the mood' - L.S Rajagopalan (noted art critic)[11]

  76. There is as much difference between us and ourselves as between us and others.

  77. When I am attacked by gloomy thoughts, nothing helps me so much as running to my books. They quickly absorb me and banish the clouds from my mind.

  78. I have never admitted that I am more than twenty-nine, or thirty at the most. Twenty-nine when there are pink shades, thirty when there are not.

  79. Howling in the shadows, living in a lunar spell, he finds his heaven, spewing from the mouth of hell.

  80. He had been looking like a dead fish. He now looked like a deader fish, one of last year's, cast up on some lonely beach and left there at the mercy of the wind and tides.

  81. In build and appearance, Tuppy somewhat resembles a bulldog, and his aspect now was that of one of these fine animals who has just been refused a slice of cake.

  82. The discovery of a toy duck in the soap dish, presumably the property of some former juvenile visitor, contributed not a little to this new and happier frame of mind. What with one thing and another, I hadn't played with toy ducks in my bath for years, and I found the novel experience most invigorating. For the benefit of those interested, I may mention that if you shove the thing under the surface with the sponge and then let it go, it shoots out of the water in a manner calculated to divert the most careworn. Ten minutes of this and I was enabled to return to the bedchamber much more the old merry Bertram.

  83. I could see that, if not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.

  84. The cosy glow which had been enveloping the Duke became shot through by a sudden chill. It was as if he had been luxuriating in a warm shower-bath, and some hidden hand had turned on the cold tap.

  85. She laughed - a solo effort. Nothing in the prevailing circumstances made me feel like turning it into a duet.

  86. I don't wait for moods. You accomplish nothing if you do that. Your mind must know it has got to get down to work.

  87. There will be good days and bad, which means that some days I may be cranky and some days really cranky!

  88. There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge.

  89. He didn't curl his lip because it had been curled when he came in.

  90. There isn't anything on earth as depressing as an old sportswriter.

  91. The Hyla breed That shouted in the mist a month ago, Like ghost of sleigh-bells in a ghost of snow.

  92. The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued.

  93. I hate above all things a cross man. What right has he to murder the sunshine of a day? What right has he to assassinate the joy of life?

  94. Call a truce, then, to our labors - let us feast with friends and neighbors, And be merry as the custom of our caste; For if 'faint and forced the laughter,' and if sadness follow after, We are richer by one mocking Christmas past.

  95. And then a funny thing happened to me...except when I think about it, it wasn't very funny at all. There must be a line in all of us, a very clear one, just like the line that divides the light side of a planet from the dark. I think they call that line the terminator. That's a very good word for it. Because at that moment I was freaking out, and at the next I was as cool as a cucumber.

  96. The smoking butt end of the year, November's dark iron has come to Tarker's Mills.

  97. There was no death row at Cold Mountain, only E Block, set apart from the other four and about a quarter their size, brick instead of wood, with a horrible bare metal roof that glared in the summer sun like a delirious eyeball.

  98. 'It's a great day to be a blonde.'

  99. Mozart is sweet sunshine. ~ Antonin Dvorak

  100. Not Much Fun.

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