Quotes About Desperation

every night for seven months and seven days, he must bring her a cube of fresh human flesh. He may cut it from himself or from another, whichever he prefers.

If he could not get the High King's attention for something good, then perhaps he could get it for something really, really bad.

Psychics were therapists for people who couldn't admit they needed therapy. They were magic for people who desperately needed a little magic, back before magic was real.

Man dies in despair while the Spirit dies in ecstasy.

Yes, I can understand that a man might go to gambling table - when he sees that all that lies between himself and death is his last crown

Si uno lucha desesperadamente, sobrevivirá. Si intenta sobrevivir, entonces morirá.

I don't know why I did it, except that I understand now that desperate, clumsy desire to make people feel better -even when you know perfectly well that nothing will.

That's what's so embarrassing about all this. Each time I sobbed for a lost baby, it was like sobbing over the end of a relationship when I'd never even gone out with the guy. My babies weren't babies. They were just microscopic clusters of cells that weren't ever going to be anything else. they were just my own desperate hopes. Dream babies. And people have to give up on dreams.

I understand now that desperate, clumsy desire to make people feel better—even when you know perfectly well that nothing will.

He told Harry that he had to win prize money so his sister could get some kind of life-saving medicine. Dumb kid thought he was playing to save his sister's life. No wonder he cheated. If he'd stayed with me, I would have found out and put a stop to

her brother had not just gone into another room, he was gone, so gone, so silent, not a text not a post not a tweet not a word, and next thing she was struggling for breath and all she could think was, Get out.

This was rock bottom. She'd just licked a Kit Kat wrapper.

Oh, dear, how can we fix this?' She looks around her frantically, as if a spare baby is likely to go floating by any second and she can quickly scoop it up and hand it over to Sophie.

help" screamed silently in her head, as if she were begging for something: a solution, a cure, a reprieve. A reprieve from what? A cure for what? A solution for what? Her breathing had become shallow. She'd felt beads of sweat at her hairline. Then she'd seen the sign. Their lease at their Newtown apartment was up. The two-bedroom unit was in an ugly,

She was so transparent. Always a Daddy's girl. It was Stan's approval she so desperately craved, as if it were withheld from her, and yet she'd always had it, from the moment he first held her. Brooke was Stan's favorite. Everyone knew it except for Brooke.

Jesus, you've got a death wish." "Right now I have a bathroom-and-sleep-somewhere safe wish, kid.

leave me," Japhrimel snarled. "You will not leave me to wander the earth alone—breathe, damn you, breathe!

Lucas went even paler. "Then you're on the track to suicide," he whispered. "Take my advice, Valentine. Run. Run as fast as you can, for as long as you can. Steal whatever bit of life you can. You're already dead.

Did love, she wondered, include this desperate yearning to present the world as truly beautiful to someone else?

I was desperate to stop poisoning myself with anger, and to connect with others.

Do you know what's so great about clinging to hope? Hope is like a strong cord, a lifeline that stretches straight from God to you. The more you choose to cling to it, the more you are transferring the weight of your burdens to God. Depression and desperation vanish as you continue to cling to hope.

Now they were merely trying to fill themselves up but not with the heart, not the soul. They'd lost both those along the way...

t was as if her mind was slowly dividing into two parts. One part of her was leading the boys around the planet to battle the Vespers, in a constant state of adrenaline-fueled anxiety, tension, and desperation. The other part was like a spectator, or a passenger maybe, detached, uninvolved- and uncaring. That part of her had begun to feel like a safe place.

We managed to make a good night of it, in the desperate way people do when the choice is between dogged survival or sliding under the morass.