Quotes About Despair

A lost election can have the jolt of a drop through the gallows door, leading to a dark night of the soul in which the future presses down like a cloud that will never lift.

Everything was coming my way, but I was going down. I was painfully empty.

I find the earth to be a place of misery in which I am surrounded by the conformity that kills society.

I think it's about not just the crisis you're in, but how do you get to the other side? How do we heal? How do we survive this experience while remaining hopeful instead of filled with despair? That's what interests me.

I do suspect that this world is hell.

In these times of stress, snark, division and despair, I still suspect that two of the most important features we possess are imagination and a capacity for goodness. Those are qualities for which we will be remembered most fondly.

Every new industry has exuberance in advance of reality. The techies get carried away. There is a period of despair. Then the pendulum swings the other way, and people see the long term potential. It's like when the Internet bubble crashed.

I will indulge my sorrows, and give way to all the pangs and fury of despair.

Ben...hadn't known fear or despair or loss of control in his comfortable middle-class family. Bonnie could teach him a lot that was missing from his character. And he could give her a degree of stability and confidence. Knowing it was sentimental, Simmy nonetheless felt that this was a perfect match, which she would do well to safeguard to the best of her ability. Ben would teach Bonnie to tread more carefully and to think more logically. Each would help the other to grow up.

Only part of us is sane: only part of us loves pleasure and the longer day of happiness, wants to live to our nineties and die in peace, in a house that we built, that shall shelter those who come after us. The other half of us is nearly mad. It prefers the disagreeable to the agreeable, loves pain and its darker night despair, and wants to die in a catastrophe that will set back life to its beginnings and leave nothing of our house save its blackened foundations.

In his years as a street cop, homicide detective, and police chief, Jesse thought he had learned his lesson about hope. He knew better than most just how little purchase hope ever really has. -Jesse Stone

These, to be sure, were farfetched hopes, hopes born of despair, but hope is, after all, mostly for the desperate.

A time when an exhausted sky sinks deep into the earth and man in his death agony is scorned on both sides.

We are being torn apart between the avidity for knowing and the despair of having known. The goad will not renounce its sting and we our hope.

Those who might be tempted to give way to despair should realize that nothing accomplished in this order can ever be lost, that confusion, error and darkness can win the day only apparently and in a purely ephemeral way, that all partial and transitory disequilibrium must perforce contribute towards the greater equilibrium of the whole, and that nothing can ultimately prevail against the power of truth.

L'amour n'est pas une affaire personnelle. C'est un désastre, une impudicité, une détresse, une bonté. Aimer c'est effrayant, mais c'est notre seule chance. Notre dernière, je veux dire.

My soul left me when I was six. It flew away past a flapping curtain over a window. I ran after it, but it never came back. It left me alone on wet stinking mattresses. It left me alone in the choking dark. It took my tongue, my heart, and my mind.

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned   W. B. Yeats 'The Second Coming

It's all gone and I don't know what to do.

We were already living in some kind of Hell in this strange place of broken beauty.

a great gust of wind swept off the Hudson and snatched my hat from my head. I gave a scream of despair

Cómo conciliar el sueño cuando lo mejor sería morirse.

Hope?! Hope is a bit desperate, isn't it? Hope is right below wishful thinking and right above performing a rain dance.

never forget it. Small wonder that Xavius had accomplished so much; an even greater darkness worked through him. But Malfurion still kept his wits about him, aware that to lose all hope was to lose