Quotes About Despair

Magic singers proclaiming hope and despair in the dark.

How very sad anniversaries become. They are for the young and hopeful and for the very old and hopeless. A spark of expectation reveals the gloomy, weary waste.

Dar te-ndragesc jivina de neinduplecat Chiar si-n raceala-n care sublim te-ai ferecat

A WOMBAT is a Waste Of Money, Brains, And Time: the non-IT equivalent of a PEBCAK. (A PEBCAK is a Problem that Exists Between Chair And Keyboard. (You get the picture: it's parenthesized despair all the way down.)))

But otherwise it's darkness, darkness, as far as the eye can see.

because there's something joyless and deadening in the air, as if what this room really holds is the decaying miscarried fetus of the human future. Anyone who lingers here will sicken and die, just as if they were stranded in the pyramid on a dead world where once the photo-reconnaissance Concordes flew.

dark periods when living seems to be harder than giving up. Have you never felt that death seemed a friend you could turn to gladly?" Hamish

The specific medicine for the shock of despair is the deeper shock of meaning.

The workings of the human heart are the profoundest mystery of the universe. One moment they make us despair of our kind, and the next we see in them the reflection of the divine image.

I have fallen into black despair as I watch myself age, as I watch people on Facebook I care about fall sick, physically and mentally, as I watch the sincere hopefulness of our young people wither, to be replaced by their callow and pathetic hopefulness. They don't know, but we do. They will know. And perhaps we will have the last laugh, if we live long enough to see them know what we know. One can only hope.

I got her to laugh and she got me to laugh because that is what sisters do for each other in the depths of their despair --- they cry, they laugh, sing, fight and then go see a movie, in that order.

It always surprised him when he thought of it later that he did not sink under the load of despair.

Praise bounteous providence if you will that grants even an ogre a tiny glow-worm tenderness encapsulated in icy caverns of a cruel heart or else despair for in the very germ of that kindred love is lodged the perpetuity of evil

Real tragedy is never resolved. It goes on hopelessly forever.

Now, the separation between depression and suicide is more crevasse than chasm.

every day was bad news and worse than the one before it, and that was all you could expect from life.

We are in the grip of what Kierkegaard called sickness unto death - the numbing of the soul by despair that leads to moral and physical debasement.

It is those possessed by sublime madness who keep alive another way of being. W. H. Auden captured the solitude and even futility of such a life at the end of his poem "September 1, 1939." Defenceless under the night Our world in stupor lies; Yet, dotted everywhere, Ironic points of light Flash out wherever the Just Exchange their messages: May I, composed like them Of Eros and of dust, Beleaguered by the same Negation and despair, Show an affirming flame.32 ———

I am as miserable as anyone - sometimes.

Famous, adj.: Conspicuously miserable.

I've seen schizophrenics who are so hopeless, you couldn't cheer them, and their lives are miserable and they end up as suicides. That's not right.

When you're miserable, you don't want anyone around you to be happy.

If I wasn't a golfer, I would still be miserable - but not as miserable.

Extreme hopes are born from extreme misery.