Depression (n.) is a cowardly craving to want to become dizzy in the emptiness and to seek the final diversion in this dizziness.
Depression (n.) is a sickness whose seat, and possibility its nourishment, is in the power of the imagination.
Depression (n.) is hysteria of the spirit.
Depression (n.) is limitless, and in contrast to sorrow or worry, the depressed does not know why.
Depression (n.) is not conscious, but what might me called 'familial', that is to say... amid all possible favorable circumstances, a presentiment first emerges that, despite everything, something might nonetheless be amiss.
Depression (n.) is sin, is actually a sin that stands for all sins, for it is the sin of not willing deeply and inwardly, and this is a mother of all sins.
Depression (n.) is something real that one does not delete with the stroke of the pen.
Depression (n.) involves having an abstract notion that life for others is so pleasant and happy.