Quotes About Desperation

He made her want to cry. She was no one's miracle. More like their nightmare.

He'd been ten years old when he'd last begged someone for something, and he'd promised himself he'd never do it again, but this was too important.

Tears swam in her sky blue eyes and his heart squeezed down like a vise. It took every ounce of discipline he possessed not to press his palm over his chest. "Damn it," he swore at her between clenched teeth. "Stop with the tears." She had to stop. He felt a little desperate. -Airiana & Maxim

She looked desperate. He felt that way. He wasn't about to be separated from her. No matter what, I'll be with you, he promised.

I was always in danger. Always. I felt every minute of the day that I was walking a tightrope and any moment I was going to fall. Part of me just wanted it over.

Damon Wilder was a man driven to the edge of sanity. Moving to this tiny town on the coast was his last effort to hang onto life.

She needed to be somewhere desperately, but she didn't know where. Listening didn't help. With her acute hearing, she would have heard if any person or creature was hurt or in trouble. Shea sniffed the night air. She would probably get lost and be caught out in the open and the sun would fry her. She would deserve it for this stupidity.

Darkness does not describe the hell we live in waiting for our lifemates. The world is bleak, and we have only our honor to keep us from turning to the wrong path. Vampires are Carpathians who choose to give up their souls for the chance to feel a rush when they kill. That is how desperate it becomes, living in that raw, ugly world.

I need you to do as I ask you," he said in desperation, fighting the beast lifting its head hungrily. Her laughter was soft, enticing, the sound dancing over his skin. "No, you don't. Too many people think your word is law. You need someone to defy you a little bit.

They had a connection, a path that lay open between them, and she felt his loneliness. She'd always been alone, and she'd accepted her path. Absinthe was different. He'd been with his family, those 17 people who still surround him and yet he was desperately lonely. Why?

Not for reasons unknown!" Ripley said, again. One more time, she thought. The more she told her story, the less they seemed to believe it, and the more terrible it became to her. "I told you, we set down there on company orders to get this thing which destroyed my crew. And your expensive ship.

Dammit, that's not all!" Ripley shouted. She couldn't get through to them. Could they not see? Could they not understand? "' Cause if one of those things gets down here, that will be all, and this…" She grabbed the papers, copies of her deposition, evidence sheets. "This bullshit that you think is so important… you can kiss all that goodbye!

Prayer: A petition that the laws of nature be suspended in favor of the petitioner; himself confessedly unworthy.

he shrieked and made as if to fling poo at the giant, but it had been eight days since any of us had eaten and he could birth no bum-babies for the flinging.

everyone looks up like rats caught in a spotlight eating the brains of a friend dead in a trap.

Sam tried to think of a quick explanation, but was too weary from lack of sleep to tackle the concept of Las Vegas in twenty-five words or less. Finally he said, "These are places where you go if you want to fuck up your life and you don't have a lot of time to do it in." "Are we going to stop?" "No, I seem to be fucking up at a fine rate of speed, thank you.

Por favor, por el amor de Dios, pon fin a este sufrimiento y fóllame o mátame!

Wenn man erst anfängt, im Dunkeln irgendwelche Erscheinungen anzuschreien, hat man im Grunde schon aufgegeben, oder? Mehr oder weniger sagt man damit doch: »Ich weiß, ich steck hier bis über beide Augenbrauen in der Scheiße und raste gleich aus vor Angst, also würde ich es vorziehen, wenn wir es so schnell und schmerzlos wie möglich hinter uns bringen könnten.

Clay desperately resisted the urge to grab up cameras and start blasting film or digital video. It felt like he had to pee, really badly, from his eyes.

Eragon cried out, and in his desperation he reached for Saphira and the Eldunarí... and without meaning to, he drew from their stories of energy. And with that energy he cast a spell. It was a spell without words... His was a spell of instinct and emotion; language could not contain it.

Nothing is more dangerous than an enemy with nothing to lose, he thought. Which is what I have become.

To know that you were with one who cared for you, and who understood every fiber of your being, and who would not abandon you in even the most desperate of circumstances, that was the most precious relationship a person could have, and both Eragon and Saphira cherished it.

But desperate people often forget their religion when they need it most.

I'm sixteen with what I hope will be a long life ahead, but I'm willing to give it up, to give anything to let her live, to let her make it through the night.