Quotes About Despair

Discouragement is simply the despair of wounded self-love.

They don't guards me! They make me be dam' fool clowns for Neptuners to laugh at. 'Get sky hook! Get bucket steam-ice!' That's what them lizards-men holler at me.

Sweet fiction, in which bravado and despair beckon from a cold panache, in which the protected essential self suffers flashes of its existence to be immortalized by a writing self that is incapable of performing its actions without mixing our essence with what is false.

Hell's waking up every goddamn day and not even knowing why you're here.

No one to love, none to caress, Left all alone in this world's wilderness.

Communication is pointless and we're all doomed.

Before I struck a light one could see the grass and a streak on the horizon. Now it is dark. Now I shall never return home again.

Despite her cough, Rose was in unusually good spirits. That was irritating. If I'm to trade my life for Rose's, I'd appreciate her exhibiting a touch of melancholy. Also acceptable would be despair.

A first sign of the beginning of knowledge is the wish to die.

Anyone who cannot come to terms with his life while he is alive needs one hand to ward off a little his despair over his fate... but with his other hand he can note down what he sees among the ruins.

A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.

Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.

I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.

There is an infinite amount of hope in the universe ... but not for us.

Life is only a long and bitter suicide, and faith alone can transform this suicide into a sacrifice.

Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief.

He came into my life in February 1932 and never left it again. More than a quarter of a century has passed since then, more than nine thousand days, desultory and tedious, hollow with the sense of effort or work without hope- days and years, many of them as dead as dry leaves on a dead tree. I can remember the day and the hour when I first set eyes on this boy who was to be the source of my greatest happiness and of my greatest despair.

Et aujourd'hui, quand il revenait là-bas, dans sa montagne, il reprenait les mêmes chemins, à la nuit. Comme quoi c'est désespérant, l'être humain, ça s'attache à ce qu'il a de pire.

We recognized who we were at a glace--all irregulars from the drifting nation of dreamy youth. We're ghosts of those times now, just nicked, straight-edged razors heaped in pawnshop drawers. Don't get old. Don't die. Kill despair. Keep hope.

I've been very self-indulgent and weird and I'm sorry. But I'd really like to die.

Sometimes I feel I have nothing in common with anyone. I shamble through the day, […] and each new hour with each new person is a cliff I can't climb —

Ich fühle, wie ich langsam zu einem Mörder werde. Mein Glaube an die Humanität ist machtlos. Und weil ich es weiß, bin ich ein Säufer geworden.

For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine.

Hope is the worst of evils, for it prolongs the torments of man.