Quotes About Despair

Sally...can no longer think of love as a reality, or even as a possibility, however remote.

Despair is part of love.

Science still won't explain the mysterious nature of love and despair.

And I'm stuck in it with no way out. I love you, and I can't stop, and you don't even care!

Knowing love or the hope of knowing love is the anchor that keeps us from falling into that sea of despair.

He turned away; he threw himself on his face on the sofa. 'Oh, Jane! my hope - my love - my life!' broke in anguish from his lips.

Real courage is not to give up hope, even in the most terrible darkness, and to carry on. That if courage and love is deep as despair, deeper, then light may come again

Love is a hell you cannot bear.

There was both love and despair in his voice. He was truly handicapped when it came to emotions, and falling in love hadn't changed that.

Love is dead; let lovers' eyes, Locked in endless dreams, The extremes of all extremes, Ope no more, for now Love dies.

Without hope, love dies and parts of you wither.

It's so dreadful to have nothing to love - life is so empty - and there's nothing worse than emptiness.

If you lost the love of your life, that's a nightmare.

If love drove people mad, what would lack of love do?

Love is not always blind and there are few things that cause greater wretchedness than to love with all your heart someone who you know is unworthy of love.

She will die if you love her not, And she will die ere she might make her love known

Oh, injurious love, that respites me a life, whose very comfort is still a dying horror

Or renounce life altogether! Accept fate obediently as it is, once and for all, and stifle everything in myself, renouncing any right to act, to live, to love.

Hell is not to love anymore.

Losing hope means ceasing to love my son and my girlfriend and many friends and people around the world.

All shall love me and despair.

Love is hope when reason despairs.

This thing called love was a total mystery to me, but the vagaries of passion and despair that accompanied each devotion kept my life in high drama.

I had come at last and my heart was beating again strongly to a heart that could not know despair because it forgot itself in the duty of its love.