Quotes About Despair

Le mal du pays lui perçait la poitrine et les remords lacéraient tout espoir d'une vie meilleure. Il était naufragé.

You promised to take care of me and not to turn your back on me. How is it possible that you never wrote to me even once and you never came back to see me? Do you think that it is fun for me to spend months, even years, without any news, without any hope!

I have fallen into an abyss. I live in a world so curious, so strange. Of the dream that was my life, this is my nightmare.

You stole it all! My youth, my work! Everything!

El amargor que me sube a la garganta es talmente como si el corazón me fabricara acíbar en vez de sangre; me sube y me baja por el pecho, dejándome un regusto ácido en el paladar; mojándome la lengua con su aroma, secándome los dentros con su aire pesaroso y maligno como el aire de un nicho.

El que no se consuela es porque prefiere el deleitoso y vicioso acíbar del desconsuelo.

Nada tiene arreglo: evidencia que hay que llevar con asco y resignación.

Sang Ly, we are literature—our lives, our hopes, our desires, our despairs, our passions, our strengths, our weaknesses. Stories express our longing not only to make a difference today but to see what is possible for tomorrow. Literature has been called a handbook for the art of being human. So

Sang Ly, we are literature—our lives, our hopes, our desires, our despairs, our passions, our strengths, our weaknesses. Stories express our longing not only to make a difference today but to see what is possible for tomorrow. Literature has been called a handbook for the art of being human. So, yes. It will do that.

we are literature- our lives, our hopes, our desires, our despairs, our passions, our strengths, our weaknesses. Stories express our longing not only to make a difference today but to see what is possible for tomorrow. Literature has been called a handbook for the art of being human. p. 93

Never mind,' says the old woman. 'It won't hurt for long. You'll go crazy, or they'll hang you. Easy as that, really.

One minute you're on top of the world and the next minute you're gone you're gone and nobody can help you.

Anything that kills hope is a sin.

Even going to jail would be easy compared to losing you.

La devastación me agarró desprevenido. Hay una diferencia entre perder algo que sabías que tenías y perder algo que descubriste que tenías. Uno es una desilusión. El otro se siente como perder una pieza de ti mismo.

He talks about despair, how it drives in silence.

Não sinto apenas a dor física, mas tudo aquilo que perdi, que é profundo, catastrófico e que deixará uma cratera em mim que nada poderá preencher.

He talks about despair, how it thrives in silence.

Because it kills hope. That's the sin. Anything that kills hope is a sin." I

This means nothing," she said. "Less than nothing," he lied. "I'll hate myself later." "I hate myself now.

anymore time in that black hole and ill go insane.

Hope is a demon worse than your Pain.

Kill me then. A true death. Please. You can't leave me like this." "Like This" had been broken, bloody and violated in unspeakable ways. "Anything but that. You'll recover. One day you will even be happy again." "I don't want to recover. I want to cease to exist, now and forever. That's the only way to end my torment.

The grave is the end And I will never accept that I have been set free from the chains that bind me. I know "Death has lost its victory" Is a lie, because there is no greater truth than this: "Life is hopeless" Gotta