I get depressed at airports.
'Hard Times' does not romanticize the Depression, but at least a few of Mr. Terkel's subjects managed to find silver linings.
In every commercial state, notwithstanding any pretension to equal rights, the exaltation of a few must depress the many.
I remember that in the past I was overwhelmed with the mystery of anxiety, or the mystery of depression, but now when you feel that feeling coming on you no longer go into fight-or-flight mode. You go: 'Oh, I know what this is' and you ride it out.
Here in the big city people spend their time thinking about work and about money; they don't give some value to friendships and it can be depressing.
I was depressed for a year after 'The Pianist,' and I don't suffer from that, generally. It wasn't just a depression; it was a mourning.
I did not know how to share with someone the fact that I was really, really depressed.
I'm not some weirdo depressed daughter that's afraid of the world - that locks herself in her room all day.
It's amazing what happens when you're confident as an artist. The writing completely changes, and you're no longer depressed about your sound or what it's going to be or if people are going to like it.
We are all human beings, immigrant or non-immigrant. We all feel fear. We all love and become confused when we don't act as well as we would like to. We all get depressed and have feelings of uselessness. All of these things are true and have always been true.
