You were standing in the wake of devastation And you were waiting on the edge of the unknown And with the cataclysm raining down Insides crying “Save me now” You were there, impossibly alone

Yes, one whose faith is continually stimulated by the upward look gives no ground to the attempted encroachment of despair. No matter how great the trouble or how dark the outlook, a quick lifting of...

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...

In the next world I could not be worse than I am in this.

There is a point when the anguished soul finally despairs. A moment in life when the heart, the will, even the spirit crumbles. Some say that after much grief and drowning in tears, it is...

I tried desperately to put my thoughts into the forms of prayers, but I didn’t know how. If God was real, I figured He was powerful enough to know what I wanted without me actually...

The greatest hazard of all, losing one’s self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all. No other loss can occur so quietly; any other loss – an arm,...

If Gissing is less compassionately observant than Mrs Gaskell, less overtly polemical than Kingsley, still The Nether World and Demos would be sympathetically endorsed by either of them, or by their typical readers. Yet Gissing...

Tell me something. Do you believe in God?’Snow darted an apprehensive glance in my direction. ‘What? Who still believes nowadays?”It isn’t that simple. I don’t mean the traditional God of Earth religion. I’m no expert...

The death of a dream can in fact serve as the vehicle that endows it with new form, with reinvigorated substance, a fresh flow of ideas, and splendidly revitalized color. In short, the power of...

Long have I dwelt forgotten hereIn pining woe and dull despair;This place of solitude and gloomMust be my dungeon and my tomb.

A simple ‘Hi’ from your crush might trigger your feelings again,but you must shove them up your ass,because you simply don’t have the permission to love.

So, cutting the lashing of the waterproof match keg, after many failures Starbuck contrived to ignite the lamp in the lantern; then stretching it on a waif pole, handed it to Queequeg as the standard-bearer...

Krystal flung herself violently off the chair, away from her mother. She was surprised to feel warm liquid flowing down her cheeks, and thought confusedly of blood, but it was tears, only tears, clear and...

Good. Drink your tea,” he ordered. “It will make you feel better.”Nothing will make me feel better, she thought, but she drank it down. It was hot and sweet. Mr. Humphreys must have put his...

And so, when the chips are down, I must say, though not without a sense of repugnance, that if you wish to show your belief in democracy, you also have to do so when you...

At night I no longer dreamed, nor did I let my imagination work during the day. The once vibrant escapes of watching myself fly through the clouds in bright blue costumes, were now a thing...

Aquela putain, Emma Bovary, tem a vida eterna e eu morro como um cão.

We must endure the present circumstances for a far greater future.

My greatest urge in life is to do nothing. It’s not even an absence of motivation, a lack, for I do have a strong urge: to do nothing. To down tools, to stop. Except I...

Never allow forgiveness to rule your heart. Let go of your hurts. Embrace healing.

In the midst of happiness or despairin sorrow or in joyin pleasure or in pain:Do what is right and you will be at peace.

As long as a man’s heart beats, as long as a man’s flesh quivers, I do not allow that a being gifted with thought and will can allow himself to despair.

This will be a winter so desolate, only memory can fill the emptiness

the secret of survival was to balance hope and despair

The driver, a black silhouette upon his box, whipped up his bony horses. Icy silence in the coach. Marius, motionless, his body braced in the corner of the carriage, his head dropping down upon his...

Affection makes fools. Always, without exception, love digs a channel that’s sooner or later flooded by the briny water of despair.

Despair is perfectly compatible with a good dinner, I promise you.

If you are in a pit of stress or despair, don’t succumb to defeat. Don’t accept that difficult place as your fate. Even though God has allowed you to be there right now, he never...

There is no greater folly in the world than for a man to despair.

When you run out of hope, everything is backwards. Your heart wants the opposite of what it needs.

Despair is the constant companion of the clown.

Despair, night in the grieving senses.

The greatest discovery is to find a hero within oneself that will choose life over death; and fight for hope through despair to possess the will to live.

Our society is so fragmented, our family lives so sundered by physical and emotional distance, our friendships so sporadic, our intimacies so ‘in-between’ things and often so utilitarian, that there are few places where we...

In the vacuum created by fear and ignorance and hunger and want, it’s evil, not good, that rushes to fill the void.

Despair is the price one pays for self-awareness. Look deeply into life, and you’ll always find despair.

In the midst of the turbulence, lift up your voice and praise God. He will fight the battle for you.

Every great warrior must learn to endure and overcome the adversities of life.

It had been so long since she had felt anything.

You can find hope in despair. Dwell on positive thoughts.

… I should have been struck down by the despair a young lover feels who has sworn lifelong fidelity, when a friend speaks to him of the other mistresses he will have in time to...

Woe to those who call evil good and good evil…who put darkness for light and light for darkness…who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter. Woe to those who are wise in their own...

I walked back to the window to look down at the people who shared this city with me. The people who made every day a series of mediocrities.The unreformed murderers masquerading as businessmen in borrowed...

Though it pained me, I gave in. Why was it that I repeatedly succumbed to the first whisper of a promised maybe? How did the enticer, hope, always find my heart unguarded? There was no...

The artist’s job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence.

All the beautiful waitresses existed like eternal responsibilities.

When reading the history of the Jewish people, of their flight from slavery to death, of their exchange of tyrants, I must confess that my sympathies are all aroused in their behalf. They were cheated,...

And maybe, although it was a thing you could hardly bear to think about, like death or your last judgment, maybe he would be the last one ever and he would walk away now and...

I’m pretty lost in becoming all this frost. Bitter, like Winter. Strung-out like a string of pearls.