So when you feel your heart sink into your chest
Don't forget everything is okay in the end
We are not okay
but this is not the end yet
— "Strange Comfort", The Color Morale
A weakened mind always sees everything through a black veil. The soul makes its own horizons; your soul is dark, which is why you see such a cloudy sky.
The idealist withdrew himself, because he could not suffer the jostling of the human crowd; he had not the strength to fight and so callcoed the battle vulgar; he was vain, and since his fellows would not take him at his own estimate, consoled himself with despising his fellows.
I've committed to nothing...and that's just suicide...by tiny, tiny increments.
: You coming? Amy Pond
: No. The Doctor
: You wanted to come fourteen years ago. Amy Pond
: I grew up. The Doctor
: Don't worry. I'll soon fix that.
Dr. Molly Clock
: Perry, no one's "pure evil." I mean, yeah, some people have a hard outer shell, but inside everybody
has a creamy center. Dr. Perry Cox
: There are plenty of people here on this particular planet who are hard on the outside and
hard on the inside! Clock:
So they have more of a nougat-y center? Cox:
...Lady, people aren't chocolates. Do you know what they are mostly? Bastards. Bastard coated bastards with bastard filling. But I don't find them half as annoying as I find naive bubble-headed optimists who walk around vomiting sunshine. Clock: (rubs his tummy)
I'm touching your creamy center! *leaves* Cox:
Oh, I am so very angry that I'm going to find someone to kill just to prove her wrong.
Enough with the harmonic convergence crap
, okay? Youíre not saying anything to me. Melissa Scully:
Why donít you just drop your cynicism and your paranoia and your defeat? You know, just because itís positive and good doesnít make it silly or trite!
OK, no, listen: I've had it
with that! God, who do you think you are, Rorschach? You live off people while insulting them, and nobody complains because they think you're a goddamned lunatic!
I need your help. Selina Kyle:
And why would I help you? Bruce Wayne:
For this. [Holds up a USB drive]
Clean slate. Selina Kyle: [Skeptical]
You'd trust me with that. After what I did to you. Bruce Wayne:
I'll admit I was a little let down.
But I still think there's more to you.
You can go wrong by being too skeptical as readily as by being too trusting.
: If you think this is over, then you're living in a bloody dream world! Superman
: You know what, Black...?
I wouldn't have it any other way.
—What's So Funny About Truth, Justice, and the American Way?
...sometimes we ask ourselves why happiness took so long to arrive, why it didn't come sooner, but appears suddenly, as now, when we've given up hope of it ever arriving, it's likely then that we won't know what to do, and rather than it being a question of choosing between laughter and tears, we will be filled by a secret anxiety to which we might not know how to respond at all.
—Josť Saramago, The Double
The advice to Ďkill your darlingsí has been attributed to various authors across the galaxiesÖand Mister Heist hated them all.
Why teach young writers to edit out whatever it is they feel most passionate about? Better to kill everything in their writing they DONíT love as much.
Until only the darlings remain.
If you look for light, you will often find it. But if you look only for the dark, it is all you will ever see.
...Now I have a question. People of Sylvarant, what do you plan to do in Tetheíalla, the land of your enemies? Lloyd:
Iíve been thinking about that for a long time. Someone asked me why I came all the way to TetheíallaÖwhat it is that I want to do. I want a world where everyone can have a normal life. Iím tired of people having to become sacrifices. Iím tired of discrimination. Iím tired of people becoming victims. Iím tired of it all. Tiga:
You are an idealist. The worlds of Tetheíalla and Sylvarant flourish only by victimizing the others. So long as that structure remains the same, anything you say is mere sophistry. Lloyd:
Then we need to change that structure! This world was made by that Yggdrasill guy, right?! If a human or elf built this, then we should be able to change it as well! Tiga:
Hahahaha! You speak like the hero, Mithos. He was a sublime idealist. He ended the Ancient War by insisting there was a way for the two warring countries to coexist in peace. Are you saying you can become the next Mithos? Lloyd:
Iím not Mithos. I want to save the two worlds my way, with the help of my friends.
Why are you all doom and gloom all the time, Pittoo? Dark Pit:
I think a better question is why are YOU so annoyingly cheerful? Pit:
I'm not annoying. I'm positive! Palutena: (singing)
You gotta stay upbeat, upbeat, upbeat... Pit: (singing)
Or you'll be dead meat, dead meat, dead meat... Dark Pit:
Like I said. Annoying.
That's the problem with you sad city types. You think a place has to be boring and dull as ditch water before you accept it as real.
In the end we shall have had enough of cynicism, skepticism and humbug, and we shall want to live more musically.
A cynic is a man who, when he smells flowers, looks around for a coffin.
Men who are unhappy, like men who sleep badly, are always proud of the fact.
Adults are just obsolete children and the hell with them.
The next real literary "rebels" in this country might well emerge as some weird bunch of anti-rebels, born oglers who dare somehow to back away from ironic watching, who have the childish gall actually to endorse and instantiate single-entendre principles... These anti-rebels would be outdated, of course, before they even started. Dead on the page. Too sincere. Clearly repressed. Backward, quaint, naive, anachronistic. Maybe that'll be the point. Maybe that's why they'll be the next real rebels. Real rebels, as far as I can see, risk disapproval.
Iíll take an earnest person over a hip person every time, because hip is short-term. Earnest is long-term. Earnestness is highly underestimated. It comes from the core, while hip is trying to impress you with the surface.
—Randy Pausch, The Last Lecture
The reasonable man adapts himself to the world: the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.
I think the mirror should be tilted slightly upward when it`s reflecting life ó toward the cheerful, the tender, the compassionate, the brave, the funny, the encouraging, all those things ó and not tilted down to the gutter part of the time, into the troubled vistas of conflict.
The problems of the world cannot possibly be solved by skeptics or cynics whose horizons are limited by the obvious realities. We need men who can dream of things that never were.
Optimism is a strategy for making a better future. Because unless you believe that the future can be better, you are unlikely to step up and take responsibility for making it so.
— Noam Chomsky
Donít be afraid to be a fool. Remember, you cannot be both young and wise. Young people who pretend to be wise to the ways of the world are mostly just cynics. Cynicism masquerades as wisdom, but it is the farthest thing from it. Because cynics donít learn anything. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness, a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us. Cynics always say no. But saying yes begins things. Saying yes is how things grow. Saying yes leads to knowledge. "Yes" is for young people. So for as long as you have the strength to, say yes.
Defeatism is fool-proof. You can't control a positive outcome, but you can ensure a negative one simply by giving up and surrendering. Thus the ego is protected...Just as the skeptics and debunkers were seen as passe and old-fashioned by the Nu Atheists, so to will the atheists be seen by the inevitable rise of the Nihilist, the terminus of the culture of defeat.
In a time of dismay and dread, is it admirable for filmmakers to depict pure evil? Have 9/11, suicide bombers
, serial killers and kidnappings created a world in which the response of the artist must be nihilistic and hopeless? At the end of your film, after the other characters have been killed
in sadistic and gruesome ways, the only survivor is the one who is evil incarnate
, and we hear his cold laughter
under a screen that has gone dark. Your answer, that the world is evil and therefore it is your responsibility to reflect it, is no answer at all, but a surrender.
There is a longstanding and not particularly interesting debate over what the killing blow for the classic series was... The difficult and interesting question is not what killed Doctor Who
, but what saved it... The [Eric] Saward era, if only in hindsight, is almost overtly an attempt to figure out what Doctor Who
should be like in the wake of the Falklands
. It gets it dreadfully wrong much of the time, however. In part this is because it concedes the point and tries to be Doctor Who in a Thatcherite world
. Whereas here [Christopher]
Bidmead just wonít have it. He starts in a world of militaristic institutions holding back the tide of chaos
, then has the Doctor just kick the premise to the curb and change the world into one in which good old-fashioned 'tear down the structures of society and leave smart, good people behind to rebuild it' is the order of the universe once again.
Itís a small thing, isolated on the trailing end of an era of unfulfilled potential
. But itís significant — a spiritual escape act. Instead of bending towards Thatcherite hell the universe now takes a last minute swerve into rebirth.
Optimism is believing that going out in the world and doing things is worthwhile. Itís the cynics who stay home and do nothing. This is why the most cynical hipsters among us are also the most unemployed. This is why Iíve grown to find cynicism so frustrating ó cynicism doesnít cause inaction. The desire for inaction causes cynicism. And so you fight to defend your cynicism tooth and nail.
—Jason Pargin aka "David Wong"
We all want to be the smirking protagonist who canít be bothered to get passionate or incensed about anything. Responding to all problems with a 'hmph
' as they strut away casually. Iím looking at you, all anime ever
. We admire this type of character, ignoring the fact that theyíre displaying all the signs of having serious depression. Theyíre not so much rebels as they are miserable jerks.
This narrative is only encouraged by the idea that happy people are either ignorant, deluded, or just plain faking it. Cynics love to paint happiness as a two-dimensional facade, something disingenuous that should be avoided. And those who are genuinely happy are simply conforming to societal pressure. This is pretty hypocritical, as cynics themselves are often unwittingly conforming to the cool character type.
If someone gave one of these people a cake, their first response would probably be to call the bomb squad.