Quotes About Doomed

Reconstruction was a fine but ultimately doomed experiment in American life. The tragedy of this intractable issue was that there was finally no way for blacks to enjoy their rights without a prolonged military presence, and that became politically impossible.

He's foredoomed

The fire was barely fifteen minutes old. What followed was a series of fatal errors that set the fire free and doomed the city to a fiery death.

If one is to be doomed, one must be beautiful, or the drama is only a comedy.

Their gods were back. Tiger Lily had Called them. And the Englanders were doomed.

A prime test for madness and paranoia is called 'insurance.' If a species has 'insurance,' it is patently doomed. Only a toylike, salivating, pent-up bunch of gruntlings could conceive of such a sociopathic type of gambling.

I know that I'm doomed and I'm not going to struggle against my fate. I am only writing this down so that when you do not see me any more you will know that my enemy has finally triumphed.

I'm doomed romantically. I try to find a formula for everything in life, and that includes romance, but my methods haven't proven successful because there is no formula in romance.

We shall be better prepared for the future if we see how terrible, how doomed the present is.

We knew we were doomed. The kiss was a warm acceptance of years of bickering, years of me consuming foods that I found barely edible and Henry tidying up after someone who already thought she had tidied up. When I kissed Henry I wasn't imagining Ex-boyfriend #13; I was picturing Husband #1.

The beginning and end of all things is the lack of moderation! It started when men played fast and loose with their sense of proportion! With foreign exaggerations! When moderation's gone, power goes with it! It was inevitable! Is then everyone doomed? Why not? All of us? Definitely! Going to the dogs? No, running! A mad stampede!

Small bookstores have the romance of doomed intimate spaces about to be erased by unfettered capitalism.

So when we left the apartment, it was this doomed unreal feeling I remember more than anything else, like we were bad actors in terrible costumes in a play that was guaranteed to tank, but we had to go out on stage anyhow. The

He was afflicted with an education and a sense of humor. He was inspired by a purpose. He was armed with a phone book. He was doomed.

I shudder, I see the love, I'm doomed, my heart melts again — can't stand not to be in love, can't stand not to be melting with real tenderness, childlike need sweetnesses, that's what's wrong with me.

Equality. It was the oldest of human ideals. And those who forgot their past were doomed to forget why it had become such a grand ideal in the first place.

I never touched a gun in my life. That and that alone forever doomed me to middle management.

I'm remembering how it was when I first got here—there was a bird's nest in the oven." She looked up at him. "You rebuilt this whole cabin for me—trying to get me to stay." "The second I saw you, I was doomed. I don't know what would have become of me if you hadn't stayed." "You'd

It was obviously a typical human enterprise, very much of this earth, with nothing true or sincere about it, and doomed irremediably to the usual exploitations and treachery...

Small bookstores have the romance of doomed intimate spaces about to be erased by unfettered capitalism. A lot of people fall in love here. We've even had a few proposals.

Small bookstores have the romance of doomed intimate spaces about to be erased by unfettered capitalism. A lot of people fall in love here. We've even had a

Small bookstores have the romance of doomed intimate spaces about to be erased by unfettered capitalism. A lot of people fall in love here.

Here we go . . .' Small bookstores have the romance of doomed intimate spaces about to be erased by unfettered capitalism.

And of every occupational category, poets have far and away the highest suicide rates—as much as five times higher than the general population. Something about writing poetry appears either to attract the wounded or to open new wounds—and few have so perfectly embodied that image of the doomed genius as Sylvia Plath.1