Quotes About Despair

I never knew how empty the world could be, how colorless, until I tried to live in it without you

The excitement of creating is followed by desperate self-doubt. Courage and inspiration compete with discouragement and despair.

SOME DAYS DESERVED to be drowned at birth and everyone sent back to bed with a hot brandy, a box of chocolates, and a warm, energetic companion.

right. It's hopeless

Courage is as often the outcome of despair as of hope; in the one case we have nothing to lose, in the other everything to gain.

What I really tried to do with Helen was make her show this sad side of her. She was married off at 16, was so young and living in this castle that can't leave because of how she looks, and married to a man she hates and three times her age.

Her future will have been brought to a sad end if it is not incessantly, daily decorated.

How could people, I wondered for the ten thousandth useless time, how could people who had loved so dearly come to such a wilderness; and yet the change in us was irreversible, and neither of us would even search for a way back. It was impossible. The fire was out. Only a few live coals lurked in the ashes, searing unexpectedly at the incautious touch.

I had set myself an unattainable ideal. Such human skill I could summon wasn't enough for the job. I felt the suicidal despair of all who longed to do what they couldn't, what only a few in each century could – whether blessed or cursed in spirit. No achievement was ever finite. There was no absolute summit. No peak of Everest to plant a flag on. Success was someone else's opinion.

si on se laisse aller au désespoir, on finit mangé par les rêves qu'on a vécus de travers. J'ai

Let him who cannot be alone beware of community... Let him who is not in community beware of being alone... Each by itself has profound perils and pitfalls. One who wants fellowship without solitude plunges into the void of words and feelings, and the one who seeks solitude without fellowship perishes in the abyss of vanity, self-infatuation and despair.

I had lost too much of the heart and all the faith needed to stay afloat in a job where every human encounter felt like an anvil strung around my neck just when I thought I was nearing the shore.

Quella mattina si affacciò dirigendo gli sguardi al triangolo visibile di deserto e credette di essere morto. Non pensò che potesse essere un sogno. Nel sogno c'è sempre qualcosa di assurdo e confuso, non ci si libera mai dalla vaga sensazione ch'è tutto falso, che un bel momento ci si dovrà svegliare.

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.

Those who turn the day into night, the young, the drug addict, the profligate, the drunken and that most miserable, the lover who watches all night long in fear and anguish. These can never again live the life of the day. When one meets them at high noon they give off, as if it were a protective emanation, something dark and muted. The light does not become them any longer. They begin to have an unrecorded look. It is as if they were being tried by the continual blows of an unseen adversary.

What do they find then, that this lover has committed the unpardonable error of not being able to exist—and they come down with a dummy in their arms. God's last round, shadow-boxing, that the heart may be murdered and swept into that quiet still place where it can sit and say: 'Once I was, now I can rest.

When a man is in despair, it means that he still believes in something.

Sve nam se smrklo da ne svane nikad, jer i nema za šta kad nam je sudbina pse?a i do rata i u ratu.

They covered their walls with beautiful paintings for the same reason they drank—to distract themselves from the abyss.

All night long, in his cell, he burned with hatred. It did not matter what he thought, it was how he felt; and alone in the darkness of his cell, with the muttering noises of the tank around him, he felt like murdering the universe.

Eloi, Eloi, lamma sabacthani?, que significa: Dios mío, Dios mío, ¿por qué me has desamparado? 35 Lo oyen algunos de los circunstantes, decían: Vean cómo llama a Elías.

Union Station was a perfect representative of the city. Sad, drab, dirty, and hopeless, it was the right place to enter Providence. You didn't get your hopes up.

it. A junkie goes into the alley alone with the disease, it's the disease that walks out.

And then there are the Odysseans. They form the middle ground between Dionysians and Apollonians. They tend to fluctuate between action and despair, between feeling and thinking. Most people are Odysseans.