One cannot have everything the way he would like it. A man has no business to be depressed by a disappointment, anyway; he ought to make up his mind to get even.
Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.
Whatever is in the earth has its parallel in the world above. There is not a single thing, however small, in the world that does not depend on something that is higher… for everything is interdependent.
The most depressed man I ever met had been arrested for indecent exposure and then released for insufficient evidence.
Guard yourself from despondency above all, for it is worse and more harmful than sin. When the Evil Urge wakens desires in man, he is not concerned with plunging him into sin, but with plunging him into despondency by way of his sinning.
When you are depressed, the past and the future are absorbed entirely by the present, as in the world of a three-year-old. You can neither remember feeling better nor imagine that you will feel better. Depression means that you have no point of view.
When my spirit gets depressed, nothing will sustain it but the good old-fashioned Calvinistic doctrine.
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.
Depression is nourished by a lifetime of ungrieved and unforgiven hurts.
There’s nothing more mischievous than moping along and getting into the blue devils! Nothing more likely to drive a man to suicide or matrimony, or some infernal entanglement even worse! (“Ralph Wilton’s Weird”)