Quotes About Despair

La suciedad no tendría que haberse amontonado tan rápidamente, con con tan pocos habitantes, la mayoría de los cuales estaban incapacitados. Era como si Elantris estuviera empeñada en morir, una ciudad suicida».

Everywhere I step, I find only corners," Father whispered. "Slowly, they trap me.

Making something where nothing existed. Creating a wish out of despair, a plea out of anguish. Bowing one's back before the Almighty, and forming humility from the empty pride of a human life.

It's easy to fall apart completely

I have nothing left to give, I have found the perfect end, you were made to make it hurt, dissapear into the dirt

Dear agony, just let go of me, suffer slowly, is this the way it's gotta be?

God send for the hopeless.... I'm the one You left behind.

I stop in front of the bus station, look in on the waiting people, and think about all the places they are going. But I know they can't run away from it or drink their way out of it or die to get rid of it. It's always there, you just look at somebody and they give you a look like the Wrath of God.

Art has the power to render sorrow beautiful, make loneliness a shared experience, and transform despair into hope.

I once heard theologian Rob Bell define despair as "the belief that tomorrow will be just like today." When we are in struggle and/or experiencing pain, despair—that belief that there is no end to what we're experiencing—is a desperate and claustrophobic feeling. We can't figure a way out of or through the struggle and the suffering.

As the theologian Rob Bell explains, "Despair is the belief that tomorrow will be just like today." That is a devastating line.

Cynicism and sarcasm often mask anger, fear, feelings of inadequacy, and even despair. They're a safe way for us to send out an emotional trial balloon, and if it doesn't go over well, we make it a joke and make you feel stupid for thinking it was ever something different.

Permanence: This one is tough, because thinking that our struggle will never end is built in to the experiences of despair and hopelessness. This is the "Tomorrow will be no different from today" thinking. One way to build resilience is to practice thinking about the temporary nature of most setbacks as a part of how we look at adversity on a daily basis.

We all fear pain and struggle, but they are often necessary for growth, and, more important, they don't present the level of danger that hopelessness and despair bring to us. We can't ignore hopelessness and despair in ourselves or others—they are both reliable predictors of suicidal thoughts, suicide attempts, and completed suicide, especially when hopelessness is accompanied by emotional pain.

Unfortunately, there are times when hope isn't sufficient to combat entrenched systemic barriers. It doesn't matter how much hope we have if the deck is stacked or the rules apply to some but not others—that is actually a recipe for hopelessness and despair. We think we should be able to overcome an obstacle; however, the system is rigged so there is no possible positive outcome.

While hope is not an emotion, hopelessness and despair are emotions. Hopelessness arises out of a combination of negative life events and negative thought patterns, particularly self-blame and the perceived inability to change our circumstances.

We all fear pain and struggle, but they are often necessary for growth, and, more important, they don't present the level of danger that hopelessness and despair bring to us.

For Ragamuffins, God's name is Mercy. We see our darkness as a prized possession because it drives us into the heart of God. Without mercy our darkness would plunge us into despair - for some, self-destruction. Time alone with God reveals the unfathomable depths of the poverty of the spirit. We are so poor that even our poverty is not our own: It belongs to the mysterium tremendum of a loving God.

Once the fervor has passed, weakness and infidelity appear. We discover our inability to add even a single inch to our spiritual stature. There begins a long winter of discontent that eventually flowers into gloom, pessimism, and a subtle despair—subtle because it goes unrecognized, unnoticed, and therefore unchallenged. It takes the form of boredom, drudgery.

There's no use in denying it: this has been a bad week. I've started drinking my own urine.

It strikes me profoundly that the world is more often than not a bad and cruel place.

There is no lonelier man than a writer when he's writing, except the suicide.

N)o more weeping, if you please...Do you remember what our ancestors used to say when everything went wrong? Ende desespereert nite . Whatever we do, let us never despair. So here is to good health and here is to our love for each other and here is to hope.

But then an old man was discovered impaled in a ditch, and once again his world had started crumbling away beneath his feet. He wondered how long he could keep this up.