“Melancholy overwhelms me at supersonic speed.”
“yeah, i'm a rocket ship on my way to marson a collision coursei am a satellite i'm out of controli am a sex machine ready to reloadlike an atom bomb about tooh oh oh oh oh explodei'm burnin' through the sky yeahtwo hundred degreesthat's why they call me mister fahrenheiti'm trav'ling at the speed of lighti wanna make a supersonic woman of you”
“He was free to enjoy the breathless glee that overwhelmed him: the speed, the clear cold air, the total silence, the feeling of balance and excitement and peace.”
“At that moment, beauty itself struck me as a kind of painful melancholy.”
“Melancholy can be overcome only by melancholy.”
“Melancholy held me hostage, and the bees built a hive of sadness in my soul.”