I find “Melancholy” to be almost ineffably sad, though the perky can-do attitude of “Joy” acts as a fortunate counterweight. Perhaps the Victorians were not quite as dour as we imagine them to be.
No other piece of punctuation so compactly captures the way in which our thoughts are both liquid and solid, wave and particle.
For a lapsed physicist like myself, and in the wake of the likely discovery of the Higgs boson at CERN, this seems most appropriate. The semicolon is a fundamental particle of punctuation: its origins lie in Aristophanes’ ancient points just as surely as do those of the colon, full stop or exclamation mark, and, like Ben, I can only hope that the semicolon will continue to soldier on beside them.