Quotes About Hopelessness

I think many people kill themselves simply to stop the debate about whether they will or they won't.

I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there's no relief in waking.

Trapped for days, years, centuries maybe. Dead, but not allowed to die. Alive, but as good as dead. So alone that anyone, anything no matter how loathsome would be welcome.

How do you bear it?" Finnick looks at me in disbelief. "I don't, Katniss! Obviously, I don't. I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there's no relief in waking." "The more you can distract yourself the better, " he says. "First thing tomorrow, we'll get you your own rope. Until then take mine.

What will break me into a million pieces so that I am beyond repair, beyond usefulness?

The realization that I'd have nothing to take home had finally sunk in. My knees buckled and I slid down the tree trunk to its roots. It was too much. I was too sick and weak and tired, oh, so tired. Let them call the Peacekeepers and take us to the community home, I thought. Or better yet, let me die right here in the rain.

Why bother pinching pennies when the dollars had fled long ago?

I give up. Stop speaking, responding, refuse food and water. They can pump whatever they want into my arm, but it takes more than that to keep a person going once she's lost the will to live.

District Twelve. Where you can starve to death in safety," I mutter.

Me meto en una pesadilla de la que despierto sólo para encontrarme con algo aún peor. Las cosas que más miedo me dan, las cosas que más temo que le sucedan a los demás, se manifiestan con unos detalles tan vívidos que me parecen reales. Cada vez que me despierto pienso que por fin se ha acabado todo, pero no, tan sólo es el comienzo de un nuevo capítulo de torturas.

The snow's red and littered with undersized body parts. Many of the children die immediately, but others lie in agony on the ground. Some stagger around mutely, staring at the remaining silver parachutes in their hands, as if they still might have something precious inside. I can tell the Peacekeepers didn't know this was coming by the way they are yanking away the barricades, making a path to the children.

But that's the thing with pain—you'll do anything to make it stop. I'm not proud of myself. I'm not proud of the

His eyes close, and he draws a long breath. When they open again, they're colder than ever. "And that's where you'd be disappointed, Lou.There is no good to be found in Death.

But even as she was going through with it she knew it was useless, just as it was useless to save a single earring when the other half of the pair was lost

There is no good on earth; and sun is but a name. Come devil; for to thee is this world given.

I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again.

Learn, he says, that there will be hours, days and months ahead of feeling absolutely terrible and nothing can change that; neither new girlfriends, health professionals, changes of diet, dope, humility, or God.

the psyche has been burned and left us senseless, the world has been darker than lights-out in a closet full of hungry bats, and the whiskey and wine entered our veins when blood was too weak to carry on

I can almost understand why people leap from bridges.

The whole world is a sack of shit ripping open. I can´t save it.

The dog approached again, cautiously. I found the bologna sandwich, ripped off a chunk, wiped the cheap watery mustard off, then placed it on the sidewalk. The dog walked up to the bit of sandwich, put his nose to it, sniffed, then turned and walked off. This time he didn't look back. He accelerated down the street. No wonder I had been depressed all my life. I wasn't getting proper nourishment.

I had no Freedom. I had nothing.

Was I the only person who was distracted by this future without a chance?

Learn that there will be hours, days and months ahead of feeling absolutely terrible and nothing can change that; neither new girlfriends, health professionals, changes of diet, dope, humility, or God.