Quotes About Desperation

Every finger in the room Is pointing at me I wanna spit in their faces Then I get afraid of what that could bring I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets I've been raising up my hands Drive another nail in Just what God needs One more victim

Nope. Too Much," Marin said, and tossed the little man out of the hospital window. She needed coffee. Either that or a large dose of Thorazine.

Our family has gone through a very difficult time. My husband and I have taken the brunt of it. I've never known what it truly felt like to be so sad and desperate inside.

Am I so desperate I must accept any gentleman who is not a villain or a gargoyle?

In other words, you are our last possible hope. You are our only hope.

You can't help him, Eva.' Louise's voice is flat and serious. 'You will only lose yourself trying, and no one will be able to find you.' (ANXIOUS HEARTS)

I order you not to die," Tsunami said, grabbing his shoulder. "Clay, stop, STOP IT. Stop dying RIGHT NOW." Her normally bossy voice was full of panic.

WHAT WAS THIS. WHY DID IT HURT SO MUCH. WHO COULD SHE SET ON FIRE TO MAKE IT STOP.

Underneath the brainwashing genocidal murderer is a very lonely brainwashing genocidal murderer.

Cars pass by, planes fly over, and the train rolls on as people of every color get on with their lives, except Rodney and Jawahir, who join hands and jump from the top of the tunnel into the path of the speeding oncoming train.

The telemarketers who called her up now seemed either desperate or resigned to the point of a mindless drone, until Judith, who had time on her hands and ice in her heart, engaged them in dark conversations that always got her removed from their lists.

many people will only change due to desperation

If Tolstoy were alive today and working at Panopticon Insurance, he'd say that all insurance companies are the same, then throw himself through an eighteenth story window and plunge to his death in a hail of glass and shattered dignity (70).

I believe in every possible manifestation of spiritual strangeness. I believe in all possible escapes. The only thing I cannot endure is reality, whatever it may be. I believe that the writer is defined by the constant necessity of creating a world, to depart from this world. Literature is more concerned with misery than with happiness. Writing is directly related to frustration. It is a reflection of personal desperation. The writer is profoundly disgusted with his reality.

another wildly gesturing to her comatose baby and pleading for help

A tortured note of desperate fatalism runs through his poetry, as in remote landscapes he celebrates the savagery, the howling wilderness.

At my lowest point, when things were at their most desperate and uncomfortable, I always found myself in the company of Australians, who were like a reminder that I'd touched bottom.

desperation is often a rationale for exploitation

She wanted to cry. To scream. To shriek like a crazy wind.

She was doing it because she had nothing to lose, because her life was one of constant, day to day frustration.

She took the pills from him, placed them in her mouth and drank the entire bottle of water. Water: it has no taste, no smell, no color, and yet it is the most important thing in the world. Just like her at that moment.

Hunger makes thief of any man.

Hunger makes a thief of any man.

It is one thing, I was discovering, to think, Maybe I won't have kids, and quite another to be told, Maybe you can't. This is how impatience turns to desperation.