Quotes About Despair

a o?i bi bile neodoljive kad bi imale prijateljski izražaj. Na sre?u za moje osjetljivo srce, jedini osje?aj koji su one jasno pokazivale vrtio se izme?u prezira i nekakva o?aja, svakako neobi?no i neprirodno otkri?e u takvim mladim o?ima.

Mislila sam da me svi ipak vole, premda se ovdje svi me?usobno mrze i preziru. I svi su se u nekoliko sati pretvorili u neprijatelje. Jesu, potpuno sam sigurna u to, svi ovdje. Kako li je teško suo?iti se sa smr?u, okružen njihovim hladnim licima!

?udan je to na?in ubijanja, osamnaest godina obmanjuje me ta sjenka nade piju?i mi krv na slamku.

Two words would comprehend my future — death and hell: existence, after losing her, would be hell.

GeleceÄŸimi anlatmaya iki kelime yeterli olur: Ölüm ve Cehennem! Catherine'i kaybettikten sonra yaÅŸamak benim için cehennemden farks?z olur.

Sana iki kelimeyle gelecekte ne halde olaca??m? anlatmam gerekseydi 'ölümle cehennem' derdim. Onu kaybettikten sonra hayat bana cehennem olur.

Atât de lipsit? de speran?? e lumea din afar?, încât de dou? ori mai preÅ£ioas? mi-e lumea din interior.

While I read, I sighed, for it seemed as if all joy had vanished from the world, never to be restored

One hoped, and the other despaired: they chose their lots, and were righteously doomed to endure them.

M-ai l?sat atât de mult? vreme singur? s? lupt împotriva morÅ£ii, încât nu simt ÅŸi nu v?d decât moarte! M? simt ca ÅŸi moart?!

Je lui ai donné mon cÅ"ur, il l'a pris, l'a broyé et me l'a rejeté mort. C'est avec le cÅ"ur qu'on sent, Hélène ; puisqu'il a détruit le mien, je n'ai plus le pouvoir de rien ressentir pour lui.

Mi existencia se resumiría en dos frases: condenación y muerte.

Mi existencia se resumiría en dos frases: condenación y muerte. La existencia sin ella sería un infierno

Oh, Cathy! Oh, my life! how can I bear it? was the first sentence he uttered, in a tone that did not seek to disguise his despair. And now he stared at her so earnestly that I thought the very intensity of his gaze would bring tears into his eyes; but they burned with anguish: they did not melt.

A great hope fell You heard no noise The ruin was within.

Softened by Time's consummate plush, How sleek the woe appears That threatened childhood's citadel And undermined the years! Bisected now by bleaker griefs, We envy the despair That devastated childhood's realm, So easy to repair.

The Inevitable While I was fearing it, it came, But came with less of fear, Because that fearing it so long Had almost made it dear. There is a fitting a dismay, A fitting a despair. 'Tis harder knowing it is due, Than knowing it is here. The trying on the utmost, The morning it is new, Is terribler than wearing it A whole existence through.

There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons- That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes- Heavenly Hurt, it gives us- We can find no scar, But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are- None may teach-Any- 'Tis the Seal Despair- An imperial affliction Sent us of the air- When it comes, the Landscape listens- Shadows-hold their breath- When it goes.'tis like the Distance On the look of Death-

Safe Despair it is that raves— Agony is frugal. Puts itself severe away For its own perusal.

So we must meet apart— You there—I—here With just the Door ajar That Oceans are—and Prayer— And that White Sustenance— Despair— — Emily Dickinson, from "I Cannot Live with You," The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson (Little,Brown and Company, 1960)

I lived on Dread — To Those who know The Stimulus there is In Danger — Other impetus Is numb — and Vitalless — As 'twere a Spur — upon the Soul — A Fear will urge it where To go without the Sceptre's aid Were Challenging Despair.

Not even God can heal; For 't is his institution, — The complement of hell.

I felt a funeral in my brain

Un Mot gribouillé sans réfléchir sur une Page Peut stimuler un Å'il Quand enveloppé dans les plis de l'éternité Son Auteur Ridé reposera L'Infection se développe dans la phrase Nous pouvons inhaler le Désespoir Comme, venant du fond des Siècles, La Malaria -