Quotes About Hopelessness

Doesn't that mean in effect that i have no choice but suicide?

Por lo general, las personas no muestran lo terribles que son. (...) Basta que se dé la ocasión para que muestren su horrenda naturaleza. Recuerdo que se me llegaba a erizar el cabello de terror al pensar en que este carácter innato es una condición esencial para que el ser humano sobreviva. Al pensarlo, perdía cualquier esperanza sobre la humanidad.

I believed that the gloom of our daily lives could not be dispelled, no matter how much one declaimed about society and politics.

Quero morrer. Quero morrer mais do que tudo. Não há mais chance de recuperação. Não importa o que faça, não importa como faça, estou fadado a falhar e adicionar uma camada de verniz à minha vergonha. Não posso sonhar em ir de bicicleta até uma cascata cercada de folhas verdes. São apenas crimes sujos empilhando-se sobre crimes miseráveis e meu sofrimento só cresce e fica ainda mais violento. Quero morrer. Preciso morrer: viver é uma fonte de pecados.

El cadáver de Gustavo tenía treinta y siete heridas. Había en sus bolsillos sesenta y tres pesos, tres cartas de su esposa Carolina y un libro de apuntes cuya última frase era: «Todo está perdido. Los soldados no quieren pelear».

Os homens desesperados vivem pendurados no espaço à maneira das figuras pintadas nas paredes, sem respirar, sem falar, sem escutar ninguém.

Ele era como um homem que se embriagou há muito tempo e que deixou de ser capaz de abandonar a sua embriaguez.

Crack seemed to have a different hold on folks than liquor did. Drunks would sober up and come to their senses in the morning. But once a crackhead got hooked all they did was chase that high. Even if it meant selling everything they owned for a hit: wedding rings, household appliances, their kids' clothes. Anything that had been important didn't matter anymore.

If you ever see a war," she says, not looking up from her clipboard, "you'll learn that war only destroys. No one escapes from a war. No one. Not even the survivors.

HELP!" I race to the square, crossing it, looking all around, listening out- No . No . It's empty. Viola's breathing heavy in my arms . And Haven is empty. I reach the middle of the square. I don't see nor hear a soul. I spin around again. "HELP!" I cry. But there's no one. Haven's completely empty. There ain't hope here after all.

If you ever see a war," she says, not lookng up from her clipboard, "you'll learn that war only destroys. No one escapes from a war. No one. Not even the survivors. You accept things that would appall you at any other time because life has temporarily lost all meaning.

even though she knew that nothing good could come from wanting at the world.

I guess I'm doomed to die loveless.

nothing good could come from wanting at the world.

Any joy that grows here is quickly choked by weeds. I am not some monster who destroys out of a twisted pleasure. I sow salt because the choice is between weeds and nothing.

There is no joy!" Lanre shouted in an awful voice. Stones shattered at the sound and the sharp edges of echo came back to cut at them. "Any joy that grows here is quickly choked by weeds. I am not some monster who destroys out of a twisted pleasure. I sow salt because the choice is between weeds and nothing." Selitos saw nothing but emptiness behind his eyes.

There was only one thing the perfume could not do. It could not turn him into a person who could love and be loved like everyone else. So, to hell with it he thought. To hell with the world. With the perfume. With himself

They lived in abysmal misery, yet they had no prospect of a better tomorrow. They existed under capitalism, yet there was no accumulation of capital.

For several years Quinn had been having the same conversations with this man, whose name he did not know. Once, when he had been in the luncheonette, they had talked about baseball, and now, each time Quinn came in, they continued to talk about it. In the winter, the talk was of trades, predictions, memories. During the season, it was always the most recent game. They were both Mets fans, and the hopelessness of that passion had created a bond between them.

There is a saying in the Middle East that "poverty is the mother of terrorism." And hopelessness is the mother of a lot of violence in the world. If the choice is between going to a great banquet in heaven with seventy virgins versus living a life of unemployment and poverty, some will be willing to blow themselves up to escape this life.

Black milk of dawn we drink you at night we drink you mornings and noontime we drink you evenings we drink and we drink

Parenting is about being used of God to bring your children to that wholesome and heart-changing place of personal hopelessness. This is not a process of condemnation, but of patient and loving rescue.

depression haunts the lives of many

Compassion fatigue is a well-established concept in the realm of health care providers. First observed in nurses who worked in emergency rooms, it describes the sense of helplessness and hopelessness that can overtake a person providing care for someone whose suffering seems never-ending and insurmountable.