Quotes About Desperation

it's only a failure who would kill!

wished the Citroën were an automatic. He could have put it in drive and let it commit suicide on its own. The stick meant he had to push it over the edge.

When we're down to eating our ancestors," she asked, "what is left?

my venturings had become desperate searches for the sustenance of torment.

I'll die? I'm going to die anyway, so what difference does it make?"She paused, allowing the melancholic chorus of the machines to swell and fill the room. "Probably by the end of the week. And all I've got to look forward to is the inside of this room or the view out this window. At least let me see something different." ~"Understanding Space & Time

He was like that child who always wants to join in the others' games, but wants it too badly, so that the other children wonder why they don't already have friends of their own, and end up even less likely to invite them in.

I've definitely had the long stretches of time in my personal life where I've felt an intense loneliness and a desperation to feel something real and to have something that truly meant something in my life.

There are three things that make a person a writer: inspiration, perspiration and desperation.

I did the 'Gunsmoke' pilot for $250. We were all so hungry, we would have done anything.

I never desperately wanted to be a jazz drummer. If anything, I was motivated a lot by fear. Fear of the conductor, fear of the future.

There was a combination of not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, but also really not wanting to be stuck in Lord of the Rings for the rest of my life, and being desperate to kind of make sure that I could do something else with my life.

Who can blame desperate parents for wanting to escape the horror that their families are experiencing?

I'd rather be dead than work in a warehouse.

That feeling when you're so cold you'd give anything to be warm - I've had it before, literally huddled around a candle flame on an ice sheet.

How did you merit so much devotion so quickly?' I asked, making no attempt to keep the sarcasm from my voice. 'I show them Heaven', said she, without a trace of irony. 'People are so desperate for light'.

She heard enough desperate pleas on the job from dying vics, scared perps, and grieving loved ones to believe the nation of appealing to heaven was somewhat legit.

Hey, wait! Come back! I really don't want to go!" Only, he didn't wait, he didn't come back, and I still really didn't want to go.

You would not have gone. I understand that. You would not have gone up to his room. You would not have asked him for help. You would not have been wandering lost at midnight at age eleven. You would have been safe and dry and asleep, at home with your mother and father who cared about you and had rules, curfews, expectations. Everything for you would have been different. But if you were me, you would have done what I did. You would have gone, hopeful and stupid, to get the money for the taxi.

before she was lost to the Tenderloin, north of Fascination, up in the boisterous and dirty hotels that formed the pearls on the chain of her bare life, barer even than mine.

You want me, well fucking well come and find me I'll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches And nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

I love you the way a drowning man loves air. And it would destroy me to have you just a little.

There is nothing more dangerous than a desperate man who has nothing to loose.

It makes me so desperately sad to witness just how unforgivably wretched our world has become.

The crying wailed, somewhere beneath the planks. Several sweeps of the light showed that the cellar was otherwise deserted. Though the face mouthed behind him, he ventured down. For God's sake, get it over with; he knew he would never dare return.