Quotes About Despair

Love resolute Knows not the word ''impossibility;'' And though my suit Beset by endless obstacles I see, Yet no despair Shall hold me bound to earth while heaven is there.

It's very sad that some people will die without experiencing love, or even just happiness. Because they base these two on people.

It's the circle of life, and it moves us all through despair and hope, through faith and love. Till we find our place on the path unwinding.

Out of despair, disappointment and pain comes determination, self love & the strength to stand in your own truth, doing your best and ignoring the judgement.

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it--always.

We know what is it like to be happy, for we have felt sadness. We know what it is like to hope, for we have been hopeless. We know what it is like to feel the light, for we have felt darkness. We know what it is like to love, for we have hated.

So is it over, is this really it? You've given up so easily, I thought you loved me more than this...

Losing the possibility of something is the exact same thing as losing hope and without hope nothing can survive.

Here then at long last is my darkness. No cry of light, no glimmer, not even the faintest shard of hope to break free across the hold.

Nobody falls that way without being pushed. I know. And I know how it feels and looks, a body that falls fighting the air all the way down, grabbing onto clumps of nothing and begging once, just once, just goddamn once, Jesus, you sniveling son of a mongrel bitch, just once that air gives grip.

The child is dead. There is nothing left to know.

sadness is not the absence of happiness, but the opposite of it.

For you to say that sadness is not the absence of happiness, but the opposite of it.

the ghetto should never come with a photo. The Third World slum is a nightmare that defies beliefs or facts, even the ones staring right at you. A vision of hell that twists and turns on itself and grooves to its own soundtrack.

Preacher says there is a god-shaped void in everybody life but the only thing ghetto people can fill a void with is void.

Nobody loves no one.

Under the gully you just never know how the stink can drive a man mad. How he can think crazy shit and wicked shit and nasty shit, kill a baby shit or fuck a little girl shit or shit in church shit because the stink so stink all you can think is that the stink must be easing into you like water through a strainer and now you must be stink too. And I just want to wash it off, I just want to wash the whole thing off but the water running through the gully stink too.

Hopelessness clamps into the soul like the claws of a tiger into its prey.

You are so right, my love, she thought in wild despair. No man, no king, no ghost is strong enough to come between us; only the indominable splendor of your honor, your pride, and your passion can accomplish that.

I'm just not having a very good time and I don't have any reason to think it'll get anything but worse. I'm tired. I'm hurt. I'm sad. I feel used.

Emotional discomfort, when accepted, rises, crests and falls in a series of waves. Each wave washes a part of us away and deposits treasures we never imagined. Out goes naivete, in comes wisdom; out goes anger, in comes discernment; out goes despair, in comes kindness. No one would call it easy, but the rhythm of emotional pain that we learn to tolerate is natural, constructive and expansive... The pain leaves you healthier than it found you.

He had no other life and no other knowledge; he knew that he could not live anywhere now because in his mind, slyly, there was nothing but horror.

Normal = neutral expression concealing existential despair and brain-crushing boredom.)

On her bad days, she felt like a dead albatross would be more appropriate headgear for her, suiting her mood and her apparent role in life.