Quote by Arthur Schopenhauer
Human existence must be a kind of error...it may be said of it,

Human existence must be a kind of error…it may be said of it, it is bad today and every day it will get worse, until the worst of all happens. – Arthur Schopenhauer

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This is my depressed stance. When youre depressed, it makes a lot of difference how you stand. The worst thing you can do is straighten up and hold your head high because then youll start to feel better. If youre going to get any joy out of being depressed, youve got to stand like this. – Charles Monroe Schulz

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Its a recession when your neighbor loses his job; its a depression when you lose your own. – Harry S Truman

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In depression…faith in deliverance, in ultimate restoration, is absent. The pain is unrelenting, and what makes the condition intolerable is the foreknowledge that no rememdy will come, not in a day, an hour, a month, or a minute. It is hopelessness even more than pain that crushes the soul. – William Styron

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The madness of depression is the antithesis of violence. It is a storm indeed, but a storm of murk. Soon evident are the slowed-down responses, near paralysis, psychic energy throttled back close to zero. Ultimately, the body is affected and feels sapped, drained. – William Styron

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