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I start to feel like I can’t maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. read more
I start to feel like I can’t maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. And I wish I knew what was wrong. Maybe something about how stupid my whole life is. I don’t know. Why does the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, the need to put a happy face on sorrow, the need to keep on keeping on?... I don’t know the answer, I know only that I can’t. I don't want any more vicissitudes, I don't want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I’ve had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted.
Worry is the interest paid by those who borrow trouble.
Worry is the interest paid by those who borrow trouble.
Keep cool: it will be all one a hundred years hence.
Keep cool: it will be all one a hundred years hence.
Worry is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all read more
Worry is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained.
The good Lord gave me a brain that works so fast that in one moment I can worry as much read more
The good Lord gave me a brain that works so fast that in one moment I can worry as much as it would take others a whole year to achieve.
Worry -- a God, invisible but omnipotent. It steals the bloom from the cheek and lightness from the pulse; it read more
Worry -- a God, invisible but omnipotent. It steals the bloom from the cheek and lightness from the pulse; it takes away the appetite, and turns the hair gray.
Worry is interest paid on trouble before it is due.
Worry is interest paid on trouble before it is due.
As a cure for worrying, work is better than whiskey.
As a cure for worrying, work is better than whiskey.
Depression moods lead, almost invariably, to accidents. But, when they occur, our mood changes again, since the accident shows we read more
Depression moods lead, almost invariably, to accidents. But, when they occur, our mood changes again, since the accident shows we can draw the world in our wake, and that we still retain some degree of power even when our spirits are low. A series of accidents creates a positively light-hearted state, out of consideration for this strange power.