Quotes About Hopeless

for those who thought I was the best candidate but chose to work for someone else because they viewed my campaign as hopeless, they will need to reexamine their thinking for truly, no woman will ever achieve the presidency as long as their potential supporters hold this view. (From Voices of Multicultural America)

You see how it is, my dear friends. There's no pleasing everyone. It's hopeless to even try, and the more you play the peacemaker, the less peaceful things become.

there was nothing I could do for her, or for Miller either.

There is no wisdom in useless and hopeless sorrow, but there is something in it so like virtue, that he who is wholly without it cannot be loved.

But Keyes had told her what he thought of PhDs who demanded to be addressed as Doctor: they were hopeless narcissists

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It was hopeless. Their journey was ended before it had truly begun.

So much of my identity was in the physical. Now I just felt exposed and vulnerable. Not being able to bend down to tie your shoelaces or twist to clean your backside without acute and severe pain leaves you feeling hopeless.

None of us are getting better at loving: we are getting more scared of it. We were not given good skills to begin with, and the choices we make have tended only to reinforce our sense that it is hopeless and useless.

And on my conscience, he said, I will for ever bear the weight of all those men who died in a hopeless cause. Two thousand against five thousand? How can 1 justify leading so few against so many? You know how. So I can be king? So that we are not slaves in our own land, I said.

I feel so hopeless when I can't get through to you. I have never felt so lonely, not even when I lived alone." Sarah's message is urgent but Tim doesn't get it. He finds her "too emotional." But that is the point. We are never more emotional than when our primary love relationship is threatened. Sarah desperately needs to reconnect with Tim. Tim is desperately afraid that he has lost that intimacy with Sarah—connection is vital to him as well.

Psychiatrists see only a biological brain disease. Psychologists see only errors in thinking. That is, if you don't like yourself, or you feel hopeless, or you see life as fundamentally dissatisfying, you've fallen victim to what researchers call "learned helplessness." By some blend of bad genes and bad experience, you have come to see the world in dark hues. Therapy and medication can help you see the world the way healthy optimists do.

I am now the most miserable man living. If what I feel were equally distributed to the whole human family, there would not be one cheerful face on the earth. Whether I shall ever be better I can not tell; I awfully forebode I shall not. To remain as I am is impossible; I must die or be better, it appears to me.

William Styron says his depression was like a storm in his brain, punctuated by a thunder of self-critical, fearful, despairing thoughts—one clap following another in an endless night. Oppressed by these thoughts, people often become hopeless. Hopelessness, in an extreme form, leads people to think that only one thing can break the cycle, and that is suicide.

Why waste romance on a love that would never be returned?

I thought I was dead inside.

The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function. One should, for example, be able to see that things are hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise.

But two has never been a number-- because it's only an anguish and its shadow, it's only a guitar where love feels how hopeless it is, it's the proof of someone else's infinity, and the walls around a dead man, and the scourging of a new resurrection that will never end.

L'amour est un combat perdu d'avance.

Oh, painted smirk of a hopeless dawn, the girl is still wearing her breeches...

It was hopeless. She was flawless. She was a sunbeam. Mosca gave up and got on with hating her.

Love with his gilded bow and crystal arrows Has slain us all, Has pierced the English sparrows Who languish for each other in the dust, While from their bosoms, puffed with hopeless lust, The red drops fall.

You know, one thing I've learned about peace processes: They're always frustrating, they're often agonizing, and occasionally they seem hopeless. But for all that, having a peace process is better than not having one.

People who throw kisses are mighty hopelessly lazy.