Quotes About Desperation

I haven't been able to reach her. And if I can't reach her, there's no way to keep her from being lost.

Sweat, malice, and hunger pour from me. This is release, or maybe it's just a plea for release.

he loved her as a foundering ship loves a lighthouse, even though the lighthouse is powerless to save it.

What a terrible thing could be freedom. Trees were free when they were uprooted by the wind; ships were free when they were torn from their moorings; men were free when they were cast out of their homes—free to starve, free to perish of cold and hunger.

They say that necessity is the mother of invention, but it is also the grandmother of desperation.

When new hopes fail, old hopes return in the endless cycle of desperation.

Winny didn't know what he would do without his books, except probably go berserk and start killing people and making ashtrays out of their skulls even though he didn't smoke and never would.

I often resorted: buckets, brooms, garden rakes, Granny Smith apples, cats that when thrown will reliably take out their fury not on the thrower but instead on the person at whom they're thrown. I didn't like throwing cats or animals of any kind, as far as that goes, but every once in a while, in a life-and-death situation, there was nothing to be done but grab a cat and throw it, or an angry ferret.

I know what it's like to desperately need help, and what I think is it would feel really good to be on the other side, to be able to give help to people who need it, desperately or otherwise.

En el punto donde esperanza y razón se separan reside el lugar en que la locura se dispara.

I would die of lonely.

He's a hollow man, he believes in nothing. Hollow men are vulnerable to anyone who offers them something that might fill the void and make them feel less empty.

He is like a man living through the night before doomsday, with full knowledge that the sun will go nova in the morning, yet unable to enjoy the precious pleasures of this world because all his energy is devoted to wishing desperately that the foreseen end will not, after all, come to pass.

All junkies are nuts.

stink of urine and feces. Four or five of the sleepers, unable to rise

When people think their lives are without meaning, they'll seek meaning even from the creepiest of charlatans

How unhappy does one have to be before living seems worse than dying?

It was a strategy as old as time. Make people desperate enough and they obeyed.

Yo os haría una pregunta, señor ¿por qué, entre todas ls ideas funestas que pasan por la cabeza de una religiosa desesperada, no está la de pegarle fuego a la casa?

When we were arguing on my twenty-fourth birthday, she left the kitchen, came back with a pistol, and fired it at me five times from right across the table. But she missed. It wasn't my life she was after. It was more. She wanted to eat my heart and be lost in the desert with what she'd done, she wanted to fall on her knees and give birth from it, she wanted to hurt me as only a child can be hurt by its mother.

Talk into here. Talk into my bullet hole. Tell me I'm fine.

She knew: shit, we might as well have been drinking a dog's tears. Nothing mattered except that we were alive.

Without me, that girl will be gone. Gone-gone. You understand? Gone, baby, gone,' he sang.

all he wanted was to not be alone, but he knew there was no getting rescued from that