Youth, however, can afford to enjoy even its melancholy; for the ultimate fact of which that melancholy is a prophecy is a long way off.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Youth is to all the glad season of life; but often only by what it hopes, not by what it attains, or what it escapes.
Melancholy has ceased to be an individual phenomenon, an exception. It has become the class privilege of the wage earner, a mass state of mind that finds its cause wherever life is governed by production quotas.
There is a melancholy that stems from greatness.
Youth is the period in which a man can be hopeless. The end of every episode is the end of the world. But the power of hoping through everything, the knowledge that the soul survives its adventures, that great inspiration comes to the middle-aged.
It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it.
A comfortable old age is the reward of a well-spent youth. Instead of its bringing sad and melancholy prospects of decay, it would give us hopes of eternal youth in a better world.
One of the delights known to age, and beyond the grasp of youth, is that of Not Going.
But the eighteenth century, on the whole, loathed melancholy.
Much melancholy has devolved upon mankind, and it is detestable to me that might will triumph in the end.
I think every human being has a level of melancholy in life and in general.
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