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“Melancholy: an appetite no misery satisfies.” -  Emil Cioran, All Gall Is Divided: Aphorisms. Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad, the sounds on a winter's night, a type of sadness that has taken on lightness. For those moments when one breathe an atmosphere of sorrow, the kind of emotions you feel when you're in a beautiful place and the sun is going down. The soulless have no need of melancholia.