Wie viele schöne Worte es für Traurigkeit gibt. Es ist nicht immer eine Depression. Gottseidank.
There are even, I think, some romantic-sounding forms of melancholy: the German idea of weltschmerz – a yearning sense of „world-sorrow“ and unfocused sadness for humanity: or the French nostalgie du passé, that bittersweet Proustian condition of longing for the past, with a rueful sense of regret for missed chances and lost opportunities.I also rather like mal du pays – the exiles yearning for the country of childhood, and it comes to me in flashes, both in the spring and autumn, when I think of Irish country lanes, and the smell of fields of mown hay. Ah, bonjour tristesse!