The reason for the sadness of this modern age and the men who live in it is that it looks for the truth in everything and finds it.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations.
Few women, I fear, have had such reason as I have to think the long sad years of youth were worth living for the sake of middle age.
It is misery, you know, unspeakable misery for the man who lives alone and who detests sordid, casual affairs; not old enough to do without women, but not young enough to be able to go and look for one without shame!
Half of the secular unrest and dismal, profane sadness of modern society comes from the vain ideas that every man is bound to be a critic for life.
The tragedy of modern man is not that he knows less and less about the meaning of his own life, but that it bothers him less and less.
Every age yearns for a more beautiful world. The deeper the desperation and the depression about the confusing present, the more intense that yearning.
Death is a delightful hiding place for weary men.
Here society is reduced to its original elements, the whole fabric of art and conventionality is struck rudely to pieces, and men find themselves suddenly brought back to the wants and resources of their original natures.
The Stones can get out there and do it till they're old men. But certain groups are sad-looking to me.
It were a real increase of human happiness, could all young men from the age of nineteen be covered under barrels, or rendered otherwise invisible; and there left to follow their lawful studies and callings, till they emerged, sadder and wiser, at the age of twenty-five.