Carved deep into my veins but didn’t bleedOverdosed on sleeping pills but didn’t sleepWhen your heart is heavy, it gets increasingly harder to breatheClearly there’s a GodBut why has he forsaken me?

Here is little habit that can make a big difference. Send sunbeams. Intentionally send a word of encouragement or appreciation every day to one person.

In a world gushing blood day and night, you never stop mopping up pain.

No death, no doom, no anguish can arouse the surpassing despair which flows from a loss of identity.- Through the Gates of the Silver Key

Cos every breath is unbearably painful

May you find comfort and peace in every situation.

Living by faith, living by hope.

A blessed hope, a blessed life.

Circumvent negative influences, circumstances and people.

Man dies of cold, not of darkness.

The story was called ‘Annika and the Bears.’ The beginning of the story is really the end, and Annika is staring wide-eyed into new velvet-black darkness. The eyes she stares with were brown once, sparkling...

It is said that scattered through Despair’s domain are a multitude of tiny windows, hanging in the void. Each window looks out onto a different scene, being, in our world, a mirror. Sometimes you will...

Let them think what they liked, but I didn’t mean to drown myself. I meant to swim till I sank — but that’s not the same thing.

But hope, I can tell you, is an exhausting emotion; perhaps, along with fear, the most exhausting of all. It is like juggling eggs: the hope is the shell, and inside is despair. A single...

Down below people were clipping by going nowhere fast. You could feel the long despairing history of the place. You could actually hear it, a low hum like the buzz of a sick bee that...

A weird time in which we are alive. We can travel anywhere we want, even to other planets. And for what? To sit day after day, declining in morale and hope.

Call it not patience, Gaunt; it is despair:

My despair is less despair than boredom and loneliness.

On the seventh day of the Seventh-month, in the Palace of Long Life,We told each other secretly in the quiet midnight worldThat we wished to fly in heaven, two birds with the wings of one,And...

Politics was his passion, but he wasn’t suited for the rough-and-tumble of the game. He felt things too deeply. There was no wall between his head and his heart.

I am afraid a monster is grown that will devour all of us. Yet we must fight him.

If we abandon future generations in the Middle East to despair and terror, we also condemn future generations in the United States to insecurity and fear.

To be thoroughly conversant with a man’s heart, is to take our final lesson in the iron-clasped volume of despair.

To act as though we have hope is to keep hope alive

I wish you did return my regard,” he said. “More than I have ever wished anything in my life! Perhaps you may yet learn to do so: I should warn you that I don’t easily...

What was the power that induced strong soldiers to put off their jackets and shirts, and present their hands to be tied up, and tortured for hours, it might be, under the scourge, with an...

Never lose hope.Never lose faith.

The fundamental fact about all of us is that we’re alive for a while but will die before long. This fact is the real root cause of all our anger and pain and despair. And...

The Second Koran tells us that the darkness in ourselves is a sinister thing. It waits until we relax, it waits until we reach the most vulnerable moments, and then it snares us. I want...

Her pupils were at once her salvation and her despair. They gave her the means of supporting life, but they made life hardly worth supporting.

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

As ofttimes as it rains on my little spot of earth, you’d think I’d grow accustomed to the gloom.

She wanted to lose herself in him. To tie his arms around her like a tourniquet.If she showed him how much she needed him, he’d run away.

Yet in another and still more definite sense despair is the sickness unto death. It is indeed very far from being true that, literally understood, one dies of this sickness, or that this sickness ends...

But she knew, though very vaguely, that she was crying, because hope hurts terribly when it breaks through the resignation in which you have lived for days.

I know a manHe came from my home townHe wore his passion for his womanLike a thorny crownHe said “DoloresI live in fearMy love for you’s so overpoweringI’m afraid that I will disappear

Ivanov: With a heavy head, with a slothful spirit, exhausted, overstretched, broken, without faith, without love, without a goal, I roam like a shadow among men and I don’t know who I am, why I’m...

For anything worth accomplishing, we can always find reasons to doubt, just as we can also find reasons to proceed…I have chosen to side with faith and hope over doubt and despair.

In a world where people are too languid to make something of themselves out of effort, I sell them hope. What they do with it is up to them. Invariably they drink it and then...

It is as if I were made of stone, as if I were my own tombstone, there is no loophole for doubt or for faith, for love or repugnance, for courage or anxiety, in particular...

The whole thing is quite hopeless, so it’s no good worrying about tomorrow. It probably won’t come.

I am the beast with a contorted grin, contracting down to illusion and dilating toward infinity, both growing and dying, delightfully suspended between hope for nothing and despair of everything, brought up among perfumes and...

I would not have shied away from an assignment to sail a canoe around Cape Horn or to take charge of the government of Afghanistan.

And with a relentlessness that comes from the world’s depths, with a persistence that strikes the keys metaphysically, the scales of a piano student keep playing over and over, up and down the physical backbone...

You can’t truly heal from a loss until you allow yourself to really FEEL the loss.

I must choose between despair and Energy──I choose the latter.

Rage and grief are savage companions, but despair is the final undoing.

Bosch had never liked Las Vegas, though he came often on cases. It shared a kinship with Los Angeles; both were places desperate people ran to. Often, when they ran from Los Angeles, they came...

You’ve had many ordeals in the past. During these ordeals, life seemed unbearable. You may have collapsed from the exhaustion of hopelessness and curled into a fetal position. Regardless of how difficult this new ordeal...

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