{"quotes":[{"text":"Sometimes it can be as brutally overwhelming as a tidal wave flooding every orifice, the suffocation, the pressure, the immensity of this damnable depression like an ocean, unsurmountable. It swallows me whole and gnaws at my very bones. It floods me over and over, drowning me over and over... It is a torturous broken record player with a scratched disc on repeat, the wailing disrupting any possible good remaining after the tsunami. It wails and wails inside my ribcage and inside my skull. I cannot make it stop.","author":"Moonshine Noire","tags":["agony","bones","depression","loneliness","mental-disorders","mental-health","metaphors","ocean","records","sea","similes","torture","tsunami","waves"],"id":7256,"author_id":"Moonshine+Noire"},{"text":"Clouds shed the agony of the sky and rain concludes it by covering us in filth. What do you think about the puddles of mud and traffic jams? I so hate rain.","author":"Pushpa Rana","tags":["agony","clouds","filth","hate","puddles","rain","traffic"],"id":13335,"author_id":"Pushpa+Rana"},{"text":"And the answer is: You are wrong. The Faeries are not gone. But they are no longer what they were. I watched it and did not help them, though I could have. I cheered. I cheered and I wept and I was glad. Perhaps I should not have been. Perhaps laughing at agony is a Fairy's game and I should not have moved my pieces on their board.","author":"Catherynne M. Valente","tags":["agony","cruelty","faeries","not-helping"],"id":22760,"author_id":"Catherynne+M.+Valente"},{"text":"It ended by my almost believing (perhaps actually believing) that this was perhaps my normal condition. But at first, in the beginning, what agonies I endured in that struggle! I did not believe it was the same with other people, and all my life I hid this fact about myself as a secret. I was ashamed (even now, perhaps, I am ashamed): I got to the point of feeling a sort of secret abnormal, despicable enjoyment in returning home to my corner on some disgusting Petersburg night, acutely conscious that that day I had committed a loathsome action again, that what was done could never be undone, and secretly, inwardly gnawing, gnawing at myself for it, tearing and consuming myself till at last the bitterness turned into a sort of shameful accursed sweetness, and at last—into positive real enjoyment! Yes, into enjoyment, into enjoyment! I insist upon that. I have spoken of this because I keep wanting to know for a fact whether other people feel such enjoyment? I will explain; the enjoyment was just from the too intense consciousness of one’s own degradation; it was from feeling oneself that one had reached the last barrier, that it was horrible, but that it could not be otherwise; that there was no escape for you; that you never could become a different man; that even if time and faith were still left you to change into something different you would most likely not wish to change; or if you did wish to, even then you would do nothing; because perhaps in reality there was nothing for you to change into.And the worst of it was, and the root of it all, that it was all in accord with the normal fundamental laws of over-acute consciousness, and with the inertia that was the direct result of those laws, and that consequently one was not only unable to change but could do absolutely nothing. Thus it would follow, as the result of acute consciousness, that one is not to blame in being a scoundrel; as though that were any consolation to the scoundrel once he has come to realise that he actually is a scoundrel.","author":"Fyodor Dostoyevsky","tags":["actions","agony","depression","despair","fatalism","hopelessness","inevitabilities","shame","struggle"],"id":22766,"author_id":"Fyodor+Dostoyevsky"},{"text":"A torpid heart in agony needs a pen to bleed.","author":"Munia Khan","tags":["agony","agony","bleed","bleeding-heart","heart","heart-of-a-poet","heartache","heartbroken","numb","pen","poet","quill","quiller","torpid","writer","writers"],"id":26865,"author_id":"Munia+Khan"},{"text":"A torpid heart in agony needs a pen to bleed.","author":"Munia Khan","tags":["agony","agony","bleed","bleeding-heart","heart","heart-of-a-poet","heartache","heartbroken","numb","pen","poet","quill","quiller","torpid","writer","writers"],"id":26865,"author_id":"Munia+Khan"},{"text":"Every heart needs a cutting part sharper than a blade to stab agony.","author":"Munia Khan","tags":["agony","blade","cutting","dark","every","heart","heartache","need","needs","pain","painful","painful-love","part","sharp","sharper","spiritual","spiritual","spirituality","stab"],"id":29144,"author_id":"Munia+Khan"},{"text":"Anna Petrovna: Kolya, my dearest, stay at home.Ivanov: My love, my unhappy darling, I beg you, don't stop me going out in the evenings. It's cruel and unjust on my part, but let me commit that injustice. It's an agony for me at home. As soon as the sun disappears, my spirit begins to be weighed down by depression. What depression! Don't ask why. I myself don't know. I swear by God's truth I don't know. Here I'm in anguish, I go to the Lebedevs and there it's still worse; I return from there and here it's depression again, and so all night... Simply despair!","author":"Anton Chekhov","tags":["agony","depression","despair"],"id":33860,"author_id":"Anton+Chekhov"},{"text":"The healing is my working out my salvation. The need constant because my desire for seperateness constantly wrestles with my need for oneness with Jesus. The search for Jesus is bigger, deeper and agonizing.","author":"W. Scott Lineberry","tags":["agony","healing","jesus","pain","religion","searching","suffering"],"id":42644,"author_id":"W.+Scott+Lineberry"},{"text":"Take control of your emotions before your emotions take control of you.","author":"Scott Dye","tags":["advice","agony","depression","doubt","emotions","failure","faith","happiness","hope","hopeless","hopelessness","inspirational","knowledge","life","motivational","pain","quote","quotes","reality","relationships","saddness","self-harm","self-help","sorrow","strength","success","suffering","truth","wisdom"],"id":46868,"author_id":"Scott+Dye"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":92,"pages":10,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}