Quotes About Hopeless

People who throw kisses are hopelessly lazy.

I couldn't see anything. There was nothing in me, and nothing outside of me... I had no reason.

With a roof over his head he had ceased to work, living off his [war] pension and his wits, both hopelessly inadequate.

the outcasts, the branded, the ugly, the withered, the deformed, the despised and rejected, desire with a more passionate, far more dangerous avidity than the happy; that they love with a fanatical, a baleful, a black love, and that no passion on earth rears its head so greedily, so desperately, as the forlorn and hopeless passion of these step-chlidren of God, who feel that they can only justify their earthly existence by loving and being loved.

I never paid you a compliment, Rachel, in my life. Successful love may sometimes use the language of flattery, I admit. But hopeless love, dearest, always speaks the truth.

There's the appeal of the young thief who robs you, and climbs back down off your cloud. It's possible to love that boy, in a wistful and hopeless way. It's possible to love his greed and narcissism, to grant him that which is beyond your own capacities: heedlessness, cockiness, a self-devotion so pure it borders on the divine.

She'd never imagined it like this — when she'd thought of someone (a woman like herself ) losing her mind, she'd imagined shrieks and wails, hallucinations; but at that moment it had seemed clear that there was another way, far quieter; a way that was numb and hopeless, flat, so much so that an emotion as strong as sorrow would have been a relief.

Some situations are so hopeless when you look at them from the outside you say, Why are they still married?

Then you think that one can keep a hopeless love in one's heart for so long as that?...And that life can breathe upon it every day, without extinguishing it?

Just those three words, said and meant. I love you. They were quite hopeless. He said it as he might have said, I have cancer. His fairy story.

Unrequited love is like hitting your head against a wall that isn't there.

You want a love story too? There's none to be had.

Without doubt, the moose is the most improbable, endearingly hopeless creature ever to live in the wilds. Every bit of it—its spindly legs, its chronically puzzled expression, its comical oven-mitt antlers—looks like some droll evolutionary joke. It is wondrously ungainly: it runs as if its legs have never been introduced to each other. Above all, what distinguishes the moose is its almost boundless lack of intelligence.

For, after all, what is man in nature? ...a middle point between all and nothing...What else can he do, then, but perceive some semblance of the middle of things, eternally hopeless of knowing either their principles or their end? All things have come out of nothingness and are carried onwards to infinity. Who can follow these astonishing processes? The author of these wonders understands them: no one else can.

I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove And old men with broken teeth stranded without love Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn Come in, she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm

The more hopeless you were, the further away they hid you.

The more hopeless you were, the farther away they hid you.

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I think we are in rats' alley Where the dead men lost their bones.

Ah, let the poor man have her for the dance. The measure will part them often enough. And a Mercurio consumed by hopeless love is a rare vision for the rest of us.

He studied Cyrion's vacant face, its hateful glamour like a mask, the searching, hopeless eyes.

And he is an owl He is an owl, Man tattooed in his armpit Under the broken wing (Stunned by the wall of glare, he fell here) Under the broken wing of huge shadow that twitches across the floor. He is a man in hopeless feathers.

Mother, you are hopeless" "Certainly not. Shameless, perhaps, but never hopeless.

Mary adored her mother with a hopeless affection, like an unrequited crush. She understood this feeling was common in middle children, as Mary was, but there was also a story.