Quotes About Hopelessness

I have journeyed back in thought --with thought hopelessly tapering off as I went-- to remote regions where I groped for some secret outlet only to discover that the prison of time is spherical and without exits. Short of suicide I have tried everything.

Mi coprii la faccia con la mano e piansi le lacrime più cocenti che avessi mai versato. Le sentii serpeggiare tra le dita e giù per il mento, e scottarmi, e mi si chiuse il naso, e non riuscivo a smettere, e poi lei mi toccò il polso. «Se mi tocchi muoio» dissi. «Sei sicura che non verrai con me? Non c'è speranza che tu venga? Dimmi soltanto questo». «No» rispose. «No, caro, no». Non mi aveva mai chiamato caro.

I can understand why people jump off bridges.

But I neglected to tell him about the Age of Shit. I didn't tell him about the shape of the age to come, which is becoming clearer and clearer to him. War will be all, devouring all, W. says. Human beings will be like rats, like vermin. And the skies will burn, W. says. He can see them burning.

My heart, as I closed the cabinet and rose to my feet, was a small dead creature. If I could bury it in the woods, I would.

The two condemned men kneeled at the water's edge, crying and pleading for mercy as the ships grew smaller and finally vanished over the horizon.

It's been three days still haven't heard from you. My heart lives underwater breathing for you. But you break apart my tiny heart, giving me no chance to start something with you. I dove into the pool I dove in hoping to swim now I'm drowning.

when he ran out of places to show her, he was sure, she would disappear.

No one ever lacks a good reason for suicide.

It is too late for that. I shall never be better than I am. I shall sink lower, and be worse.

I say, we were so robbed, and hunted, and were made so poor, that our father told us it was a dreadful thing to bring a child into the world, and that what we should pray for, was, that our women might be barren and our miserable race die out!

I shall never be better than I am. I shall sink lower, and be worse…I am like one who died young. All my life might have been.

I say, we were so robbed, and hunted, and were made so poor, that our father told us it was a dreadful thing to bring a child into the world, and that what we should most pray for, was, that our women might be barren and our miserable race die out!

Her zaman de?ilse bile ço?u zaman biliyordum ki onu sevmem delilikti, umutsuzluktu, mutsuzluktu, akl?n, mant???n, iç rahat?n?n, dirli?in tümüyle d???nda bir ?eydi. Onu sevmenin y?k?m oldu?unu biliyordum, gene de ilk ba?tan söyleyeyim, bunu bilmek sevgimi zerrece azaltm?yordu. Onun kusursuz bir melek oldu?una yürekten inansam, duygular?m? ancak bu kadar ba??bo? b?rakabilirdim...

is too late for that. I shall never be better than I am. I shall sink lower, and be worse.

...the sense of the Absurd, which is despair refusing to take itself seriously.

There is one inescapable fact: by the time the SOS was sent, the Morro Castle was beyond help.

She saw hopelessness as an old enemy, as persistent and inevitable as death.

Unhappiness in a child accumulates because he sees no end to the dark tunnel. The thirteen weeks of a term might just as well be thirteen years.

Dying, she thought, is the only way out of what is happening to me.

Come on in girls, and leave all hope behind.

La mayoría de los suicidas morían desaliñados y sucios, con costras de mugre en la espalda, los dientes cariados al extremo de la podredumbre, las uñas largas y sucias, hongos en la piel, lagañosos. La muerte arribaba a ellos mucho antes de colgarse de los barrotes o de rebanarse la carótida con un trozo de azulejo.

Neeva looked at the puddle of Christ's tears on the floor. When the power of Jesus fails you, then you know you truly are shit out of luck

Wherever I looked, there was nothing but drab despair around me, and I had a soul to match, all mangled and torn.