Dorothy L. Sayers Quotes

Most of life is sad.

I like dark, hopeless, beautiful tragedies.

That was the day my whole world went black. Air looked black. Sun looked black. I laid up in bed and stared at the black walls of my house….Took three months before I even looked out the window, see the world still there. I was surprised to see the world didn’t stop.

The novel is born of disillusionment; the poem, of despair.

The older books were quite light-hearted. But I think most of my novels do end on a deep note of pessimism. Shadows seem to be closing in. The final conclusion isn't that life is wonderful and everything is bright and cheery and in the garden.

My sweetest hope is to lose hope.

We all have sadness in our life and things that we can draw upon.

Does the world have nothing inside but sorrow?

I grew up in a house that was in a constant state of mourning.

Sob, heavy world Sob as you spin, Mantled in mist Remote from the happy.

Those who have no hope pass their old age shrouded with an inward gloom.

The flesh, alas, is sad, and I have read all the books.

It looked like everything worth living for was gone. The entire country was depressed -- there was no hope.

I shall never come to the Punjab again; it is such a hopeless place.

A cynical young person is almost the saddest sight to see, because it means that he or she has gone from knowing nothing to believing nothing.

Loss is something that I think is ultimately the number one struggle for humans.

I don't wanna make something depressing, I wanna make something sorrowful.

In the course of reading he [Alexander Pushkin] became more and more melancholy and finally became completely gloomy. When the reading was over he uttered in a voice full of sorrow: "Goodness, how sad is our Russia!"

I just don't have a lick of optimism left in me.

We have no hope and yet we live in longing.

Melancholy suicide. - This is connected with a general state of extreme depression and exaggerated sadness, causing the patient no longer to realize sanely the bonds which connect him with people and things about him. Pleasures no longer attract.

In the fairy tales, the poor girl smiles when she becomes a princess. Right now, I don't know if I'll ever smile again.

No technological achievements can mitigate the disappointment of modern man, his loneliness, his feeling of inferiority, and his fear of war, revolution and terror. Not only has our generation lost faith in Providence but also in man himself, in his institutions and often in those who are nearest to him.

... the man took my passport and asked me the purpose of my visit, I wrote in my daybook, 'To mourn,' and then, 'To try to live,' he gave me a look and asked if I would consider that business or pleasure, I wrote, 'Neither.' 'For how long do you plan to mourn and try to live?' I wrote, 'For the rest of my life.

She felt the abyss of disenchantment.