Quotes About Despair

Life´s a damn poor show.

A luz que eu possuía apagou-se há seis semanas. Não quero ser bom, nem amável, nem corajoso. Se continuar a viver, serei… não essas coisas, mas o oposto delas. E também não é isso que quero; não quero nada.

We were now in a bare and roomy lobby behind the shop, but separated therefrom by an iron curtain, the very sight of which filled me with despair. Raffles, however, did not appear in the least depressed, but hung up his coat and hat on some pegs in the lobby before examining this curtain with his lantern.

If I had a dime for every happy poem I wrote I'd be dead

He was broken from the start. And this stupid world took what was left of him and ground it into sand.

David Goodis didn't write novels, he wrote suicide notes.

The despair among the loveless is that they must narcoticize themselves before they can touch any human being at all. They, then, fatally, touch the wrong person, not merely because they have gone blind, or have lost the sense of touch, but because they no longer have any way of knowing that any loveless touch is a violation, whether one is touching a woman or a man.

Baldwin wrote in another after times—that of the collapse of the civil rights movement, bearing witness to a time when many thought the nation was poised to change, only to have darkness descend and change arrested.

what W.E.B. Du Bois described as "a hope not hopeless but unhopeful.

There are moments when even to the sober eye of reason, the world of our sad humanity may assume the semblance of Hell.

Deep in earth my love is lying And I must weep alone.

There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told. Men die nightly in their beds, wringing the hands of ghostly confessors and looking them piteously in the eyes—die with despair of heart and convulsion of throat, on account of the hideousness of mysteries which will not suffer themselves to be revealed.

The happiest day—the happiest hourMy sear'd and blighted heart hath known,The highest hope of pride and power,I feel hath flown.

I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.

And much of Madness, and more of Sin,And Horror the soul of the plot.

The feeling that I was not worthy of her finished me.

And yet to be without hope is almost to be without sanity.

Ég er öfgafull mannvera, sagði hann við Húmbert þegar þeir voru kynntir - Þegar greddan fer úr mér hugsa ég aðeins um sjálfsmorð.

Wordless, it rises and falls in hemidemisemitones of unearthly misery. The dirge of the damned

By degrees, the bitterness at my heart diffused itself to the circumference of the circle in which my life went its cheerless mechanical round.

Her sun is gone down while it was yet day.

She weepeth sore in the night, and her tears are on her cheeks: among all her lovers she hath none to comfort her.

Some see a hopeless end, while others see an endless hope.

Rachel weeping for her children, and would not be comforted, because they are not.