Quotes About Desperation

aunque fuese cada vez más patente que habían perdido la partida imprudentemente entablada con los chinos, los americanos quizá tenían aún algo que decirnos, al fin y al cabo habían dominado el mundo durante cerca de un siglo, debían de haber adquirido cierta sabiduría, de lo contrario era para desesperarse.

Si hay alguien que me ame, en la Tierra o las estrellas, Debería darme alguna señal ahora Siento cómo se acumulan los indicios de un desastre, En mi brazo, la cuchilla traza una línea recta.

need it though, desperately. More of the web unraveling from my face… I see more and more. Symbols are placed in my path, my lucky number 22 keeps on appearing before me, letting me know that I am on my own road. Call it romantic, call me 'crazy'…but here it appears almost every hour?—?on a clock, a license plate, in phone numbers, on cash registers, out of people's mouths.

Another girl who wanted too much too desperately, and knew neither how to get it nor how to make it stop.

It felt as if things were literally slipping through my fingers. Things were just streaming away from me. I lost my sense of humor. I'm still looking for that.

When the pain is great enough, we will let anyone be doctor.

The neurotic longs to touch bottom, so at least he won't have that to worry about anymore.

In the desperation of the oncoming abyss, one may desire hope for its avoidance of reality; but hopelessness embraces the reality, recognizing that commitment to liberative principles is what defines our very humanity.

Luís Bernardo deixou-se ficar até ao fim, sozinho, mais sozinho do que nunca, como se toda a ilha se tivesse despovoado de repente e, por entre os sinais de abandono e de solidão, ele buscasse os sinais da passagem de Ann para não morrer de loucura.

But it seems clear that an increasing majority are not being helped by traditional religions and belief systems. Many are unable to separate the truth in the old doctrines from the distortions and degradations that time has added, and since they cannot accept error, they reject the truth as well. Others are so desperate for some order that they cling rigidly to whatever belief happens to be at hand—warts and all—and become fundamentalist Christians, or Muslims, or communists.

The car bomb is the poor man's air force.

my heart clenched in my chest with a desperate love for this man who had been the hero of my life but who now was so confused he was incapable of seeing who or what was good for him

here, and now I'm punished for my selfishness." Yoseb rested his blade in the basin. "I will not be all right if you die. Do you understand? You cannot die, my boy. Isak-ah, please don't die. How can I go on? What will I tell our parents?

She had not even put on her clothes; she was still wearing the robe. And she was yelling "Potato" so desperately that she was forgetting to stick her head out the window, she was yelling into the interior of the car uselessly, as if Potato were within her, like God.

Despair . . . is the only cure for illusion. Without despair we cannot transfer our allegiance to reality—it's a kind of mourning period for our fantasies. Some people do not survive this despair, but no major change within a person can occur without it. —PHILIP SLATER, Earthwalk

Filip ima potrebu da oslijepi da ogluši da se pretvori sav u gluhonijemu zrakopraznu tminu a ovdje je tako mra?no tako zagušljivo tako sitno kao u kakvoj kutiji sve je zalijepljeno tim kretenskim slikama tim hengelampama tako nisko da bi ?ovjek mogao glavom da probije krov tu nema zraka tu se ne može disati tu samo ?ovjeku srce bije u laktovima pa to je sve nesnosno hermeti?ki zalijepljeno

I don't deserve this life?I'm better of dead, I'm sorry.

Within six minutes of the crash,35 the first person fell or jumped. At least 110 more lives would end that way from the upper stories of the North Tower.

He thrust his hands into the pool, his fingers brushing the soft skin of her cheek. He grasped at her, clawing with his fingers and pulling like his life depended on it. Finally, he managed to grab her shawl. The girl flailed out with her arm and it touched his hand. "No! I'm not letting you go!" Now the girl's face was above the swirling darkness. She gasped for breath, half drowned. The fear on her face sent a fresh jolt of energy through Ico. 'I've got to save her!

Glory, causes, careers, and love mean nothing on an empty stomach. Because of food, I lost my self-respect; because of food, I suffered the humiliation of a lowly cur; and because of food I took up creative writing, with a vengeance.

Show me something you never show anyone. Give me a piece of your soul, because I just showed you mine and because I need to fucking live on something and I have nothing. Give me something I can live on. For a minute. That's all I want.

It's about his family. It will always be about his family. And himself. Deep in your heart you know that and you're trying to convince yourself that you can save him. And you can't. There's no saving Dylan Daniels.

Suddenly I want him to stick one of the syringes into me so I can go into a deep sleep and never wake up and never feel this bad ever again.

I got up one Christmas morning and we didn't have nothing to eat. We didn't have an apple, we didn't have an orange, we didn't have a cake, we didn't have nothing.