Quotes About Desperation

Children?—that would be the most desperate experiment of all. The most desperate, and perhaps the only one having any chance of being successful.

es inútil seguir luchando más tiempo; da igual que me salte la tapa de los sesos, todo está terminado. - Es la última tontería que hay que hacer - dijo Athos -, dado que es la única que no tiene remedio.

I loved you because there was no other place for me to go. We were married because we did not know what else to do with each other. You never knew me, nothing about me, what died inside me, what lived invisibly.

per capire cosa vuol dire che la verità si concede solo all'orrore, e che per raggiungerla abbiamo dovuto passare da questo inferno, per vederla abbiamo dovuto distruggerci l'un l'altro, per averla abbiamo dovuto diventare belve feroci, per stanarla abbiamo dovuto spezzarci di dolore. E per essere veri abbiamo dovuto morire. Perché? Perché le cose diventano vere solo nella morsa della disperazione?

At this time of day it should have been open and full of fifty fellow smackheads, crackheads, psychotics, epileptics, schizophrenics, self-harmers, beggars, buskers, car thieves, sherry pushers, ciderheads, just-released-that-morning convicts, ex-army, ex-married-men-with-young-children-who'd-discovered-their-wife-in-bed-with-two-members-of-the-university-rowing-team-at-the-same-time.

relaxing his sentiment of pride, he addressed his supplications, not to God, but to man. God is always the last resource. Unfortunates, who ought to begin with God, do not have any hope in him till they have exhausted all other means of deliverance.

When she went limp in his arms, her surrender calmed him a bit. He kissed her more softly then, but still desperately.

better than that. In the end desperate calls to God might not change the outcome, but they might change

I did things I did not understand for reasons I could not begin to explain just to be in motion, to be trying to do something, change something in a world I wanted desperately to make over but could not imagine for myself.

The desperate need to be alone with Laurel, to force truth from her, began hammering against his temples until he wanted to cry out from the pain of it.

Black rage shook him. He hadn't had a place to sleep, he hadn't had food, he couldn't even get a beer in this goddamn stinking lousy town. He was ready to turn and walk out when he saw wedged at a table against a wall, McIntyre. In the same silly hat, the red sash. Mac hadn't seen him yet. Mac was watching the dance floor. Sailor knew then that the Sen was here. The Sen and Iris Towers. He took his stance in the room.

He rang Laurel as soon as he reached the apartment. Before he fixed a drink, before even lighting a cigarette. There was no answer to the call. He rang her every fifteen minutes after that, and at six, when the dusk was moving across the open windows, and when there was still no answer to his call, he stepped out into the courtyard where he could look up at her apartment. But there were no lights in it.

Where does a man go when there are no more corners to turn, when he's running out of hope, out of luck, out of time?

If this is the Big One, he thought while the window rattled, will I be buried with Greg and Les, and will we end up drawing straws to see who eats who? Will Greg's porky arm taste good, or will it taste as bad as he looks? Will I have to eat my toes one by one, like Vienna sausages?

Flailing blindly in the abyss of her own thoughts, almost panicking as she went around and around in circles, unable to force a connection, drowning with no sign of a single buoy to grasp onto.

But there was no understanding an ideology this rabid, this diseased. Who could understand a woman who would strap a bomb on a child and send him or her into a crowded square?

Pero sea lo que sea, y aunque tomes la peor decisión imaginable, todo ello obedecerá básicamente a una sola razón: la esperanza. Que es un lujo al que todos tratamos de aferrarnos desesperadamente.

Glory: I look around at this world you're so eager to be a part of and all I see is six billion lunatics looking for the fastest ride out. Who's not crazy? Look around, everyone's drinking, smoking, shooting up, shooting each other, or just plain screwing their brains out 'cause they don't want 'em anymore. I'm crazy? Honey, I'm the original one-eyed chicklet in the kingdom of the blind, 'cause at least I admit the world makes me nuts.

Secular conservatism is like trying to use your pocket handkerchief to slow you down after the main chute has failed. This

I said, "I need to hear something that's going to save my life." Re: Selecting songs from a jukebox.

Jesus Christ, why dont you come save my life. Open my eyes and blind me with your light and your lies.

Those who cannot live fully often become destroyers of life.

But in the night he woke and held her tight as though she were all of life and it was being taken from him. He held her feeling she was all of life there was and it was true.

The government increasingly resembles somebody who is trying to give the kiss of life to a corpse.