“And now, José? The party is over, the light is out, the people have gone, the night is cold, and now, José?”— Carlos Drummond de Andrade
“There is an appalling void in me. Sometimes I feel I could stick my fingers in my ears and scream.”— Georg Büchner
“Intellectual despair results in neither weakness nor resignation, but in a desperate hedonism, a reckless refusal to give up the world.”— Georges Bataille
“And Richard Cory, one calm summer night, Went home and put a bullet through his head.”— Edwin Arlington Robinson
“Written with the heavy heart and trembling hand of your highness's most heavy and most miserable prisoner and poor slave.”— Thomas Cromwell