Quotes About Helplessness

Dio mio possibile che non riuscisse a pensare ad altro? la mente era fissa lì, sempre sullo stesso argomento tormentoso, e all'altezza del palazzo di Brera lo prese lo sgomento perché in questo preciso istante ha capito di essere completamente infelice senza nessuna possiblità di rimedio, una cosa assurda e idiota, tuttavia così vera e intensa che non trovava più requie.

The moment a man falls into sin, divine life ceases to flow, and his life becomes one of helplessness.

Que sentimento horrível deve ser amar uma pessoa e não ter como ajudá-la.

Jakie to musi by? okropne uczucie kocha? kogoÅ› i nie móc mu pomóc

I can barely hear her because I am trapped in my mind and body, shivering and afraid. I suddenly feel like I have face blindness because no one looks familiar or nice, and my eyes are flying all over the gym, searching for help.

What a terrible feeling to love soemone and not be able to help them.

there was absolutely nothing she could do. About anything. And there was something about that that felt oddly freeing.

He was marrying my girl, and I couldn't do anything about it. I just had to watch it happen, because he was my brother, because I promised. Take care of him, Connie. I'm counting on you.

He was marrying my girl, and I couldn't do anything about it. I just had to watch it happen, because he was my brother, because I promised" -We'll Always Have Summer

Human beings invent myth, ideology, and religion as means of denying reality and replacing death with palliative fantasies. Helplessness and death are blows to human narcissism. Human beings create illusions about themselves, lie to themselves as a means to feel secure and less vulnerable.

In a long life, said many an old man, this is but one more thing. Yet there were others who were young and knew nothing about the helplessness of life's condition. Did they glow with light? They did, but of course, it could not be seen. And all the while, the grinding of bones like machinery, and the light step of tightrope walkers out beyond the windows.

Hence to be separate means to be helpless, unable to grasp the world—things and people—actively; it means that the world can invade me without my ability to react. Thus, sepa-rateness is the source of intense anxiety. Beyond that, it arouses shame and the feeling of guilt.

Perhaps there is really nothing else when everything is falling to pieces, I think, except this bit of togetherness and even that is a sweet deception, for when someone else really needs you you cannot follow him or stand by him. I have noticed that often enough in the war when I looked into the face of a dead comrade. Each one of us has his own death and must suffer it alone; no one can help him then.

Bertinck has a chest wound. After a while a fragment smashes away his chin, and the same fragment has sufficient force to tear open Leer's hip. Leer groans as he supports himself on his arm, he bleeds quickly, no one can help him. Like an emptying tube, after a couple of minutes he collapses. What use is it to him now that he was such a good mathematician at school.

When people realise how bad it is they cannot do anything to stop it because they go crazy.

I didn't want to show it. Because if what he was saying was true, there wasn't a thing I could do about it. Marshall was too big. If it was just Bonbon who wanted to hurt Marcus, you might be able to prevent that. Bonbon was nothing but a poor white man, and sometimes you could go to the rich white man for help. But where did you go when it was the rich white man? You couldn't even go to the law, because he was the law. He was police, he was judge, he was jury.

Words aren't necessary. They won't change anything.

No, Chireadan,' he answered. 'I wouldn't disagree. Thank you for the warning. But this only concerns Dandilion. He suffered at my side, in my presence. I didn't manage to save him and I couldn't help him. I'd sit on a scorpion with my bare backside if I knew it would help him.

I am tired of crying and feeling so helpless. I want to breathe again-just for a little while. Then I will do whatever I can to help these people. How could I not-once I met them, once I saw for myself.

It's really bad sometimes to be crippled in a wheelchair, and it reminds you that you can't fight back when someone's trying to rob you.

It is hardly possible to build anything if frustration, bitterness and a mood of helplessness prevail.

Fear is ubiquitous in human life. It starts in infancy with our primal state of helplessness, where we can see what's going on but we can't move to get it. As we grow older we become a little more able to get what we want but then we're going to die so that gives fear another boost.

I knew early on that I was going to prison for the rest of my life and that there was nothing that no one was going to be able to do to help me.

There is no word for feeling nostalgic about the future, but that's what a parent's tears often are, a nostalgia for something that has not yet occurred. They are the pain of hope, the helplessness of hope, and finally, the surrender to hope.