Quotes About Despair

I'm the vampire of my own heart— One of those utter derelicts Condemned to eternal laughter, But who can no longer smile!

Seek my heart no longer; the beasts have eaten it.

Rather than implore a tear of the world, Alive, I'd invite the crows To bleed my tainted carcass.

Elin bayg?n göÄŸsümde geziyor; aray???n BoÅŸ, sevgilim, oras? yaÄŸmalanm?? bir yerdi Y?rt?c? diÅŸleri, t?rnaklar?yla kad?n?n. Aramay?n yüreÄŸimi art?k; hayvanlar yedi. YüreÄŸim y?k?k bir saray kalabal?klar?ndan; Ä°çmeler, adam öldürmeler, kavgalar dolu! - Bir korku yüzüyor ç?plak göÄŸsünüzü saran!..

Ma perché piange? Ella, perfetta beltà che metterebbe a' suoi piedi, vinto, il genere umano? Qual misterioso male rode l'atletico suo fianco? - Ella piange, insensata, perché ha vissuto! e perché vive! Ma ciò che soprattutto deplora, ciò che le fa fremere tutta quanta, gli è che l'indomani, ahimè! sarà forza vivere ancora! Domani, dopo domani e sempre! - come noi!

Quando ho riaperto gli occhi pieni di fuoco,ho visto l'orrore del buco in cui vivo e,rientrato in me stesso, ho sentito il pungolo delle preoccupazioni; l'orologio a pendolo dai funebri accenti crudelmente suonava mezzogiorno, e il cielo riversava oscurità sul tristte mondo intirizzito

Aquel que nunca se despertó en un lecho anónimo, al lado de un rostro que ya no volverá a ver; y no salió de un burdel al alba, con ganas de tirarse a un río por asco físico de la existencia, se ha perdido algo.

Naista ei ole olemassa. Likainen valkovuodon löyhkä. Ja koska hän ei ole tottunut hellyyteen, hän ei osaa miellyttää. Sitä hän ei tee koskaan.

Quiénes son los infortunados a quien la tarde no calma, y toman, como los búhos, la llegada de la noche por señal de aquelarre?

It is necessary to work, if not from inclination, at least from despair. Everything considered, work is less boring than amusing oneself.

We are Born like this Into this Into these carefully mad wars Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness Into bars where people no longer speak to each other Into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings Born into this Into hospitals which are so expensive that it's cheaper to die Into lawyers who charge so much it's cheaper to plead guilty Into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed Into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes

I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again.

she was consumed by 3 simple things: drink, despair, loneliness; and 2 more: youth and beauty

It wasn't my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.

I wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. I wish to believe but belief is a graveyard.

I said goodbye again sucking up all that was left of her into the little that was left of me. I said, 'don't look for me again. fuck it. we are all lost. goodbye, goodbye.

I couldn't get myself to read the want ads. The thought of sitting in front of a man behind a desk and telling him that I wanted a job, that I was qualified for a job, was too much for me. Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn't have you by the throat.

Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we can't even cry.

Learn, he says, that there will be hours, days and months ahead of feeling absolutely terrible and nothing can change that; neither new girlfriends, health professionals, changes of diet, dope, humility, or God.

the best often die by their own hand just to get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody would ever want to get away from them

The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little more off you, until there was nothing left. At the age of 25 most people were finished. A whole goddamned nation of assholes driving automobiles, eating, having babies, doing everything in the worst way possible, like voting for the presidential candidate who reminded them most of themselves.

Once a woman turns against you, forget it. They can love you, then something turns in them. They can watch you dying in a gutter, run over by a car, and they'll spit on you.

I can never drive my car over a bridge without thinking of suicide. I can never look at a lake or an ocean without thinking of suicide.

love be damned now as love was damned when it first arrived.