Despair and frustration will not shake our belief that the resistance is the only way of liberation.

I often think of death. True. Suicide is a reasonable option. True. My sins are unpardonable.I stare at the question. My sins are unpardonable. I stare at the question. My sins are unpardonable. I leave...

The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.

Without adversity and trials we may never know what we are capable of.

It is almost as if happiness is an acquired taste, like coconut cordial or ceviche, to which you can eventually become accustomed, but despair is something surprising each time you encounter it.

Death, he felt, was only a kind of warning rather than a desperate and permanent end.

I cannot do it. I cannot bear it. I cannot go back to what I was here. I cannot stand at her side and watch another take her. I am not that strong or that...

So that you will hear memy wordssometimes grow thinas the tracks of the gulls on the beaches.Necklace, drunken bellfor your hands smooth as grapes.And I watch my words from a long way off.They are more...

Do not consider despair as a thick and high wall standing on your way; it is just a darkness and you can still walk in the darkness till you reach the light!

There is greater clarity in the still waters of sadness, something not found in the babbling brooks of more sought after emotions.

See, it’s not that I’m jealous of others. I just don’t understand why they can be happy and I can’t.

If Chase’s wings are broken, then mine are shattered.

The news that gives you a future with hope, in spite of your despair over the past, is realizing that Jesus has prayed for you and is praying for you now.

For after all, why do we go on fighting? If we die for democracy then we must be one of the democracies. Let the rest fight with us, if that is the case. But the...

I’m falling apart, one part after another. Falling down on the world like snow. Half of me is already on the ground, watching from below.

The clear awareness of having been born into a losing struggle need not lead one into despair. I do not especially like the idea that one day I shall be tapped on the shoulder and...

In search of Truth the hopeful zealot goes,But all the sadder tums, the more he knows!

Oft hope is born when all is forlorn.

There were moments of loss of hope and despair. However, reason and mutual accommodation prevailed in the end,

What they have is science, and in science only that which is subject to the senses. The spiritual world, on the other hand, the loftier half of the man’s being, is rejected altogether, cast out...

El destino se lleva siempre su parte y no se retira hasta obtener lo que le corresponde.

Defeat I can endure with cheerfulness, my lady. But betrayal is like taking the wind from my sails, or the earth from beneath my feet. It chills my spirits like a rainy day, and all...

Be encouraged! You can fulfil your dream.

Keep on daring. Keep on asking.

Action is the antidote to despair.

A true Christian is made by faith and love toward Christ. Our sins do not in the least hinder our Christianity, according to the word of the Savior Himself. He deigned to say: not the...

The vacancy left by absence of worship is filled by mere killing of time and by boredom, which is directly related to inability to enjoy leisure; for one can only be bored if the spiritual...

Times moves differently down here in the dark. With no sunlight or shadows. No weather at all. There’s no future, no right now. Nothing but your memory to keep you company. But they keep me...

A tired man lay down his headin a dusty room so dim,and for so long his wife did shakeand yell to waken him.Meanwhile his thoughts, his dreams, did stirof sandy, red bullfights,of powder-blasts in the...

Shall I run back into the desert … and stay there until the devil has passed out of me and I am fit to meet human kind again without driving it to despair at the...

The opposite of hope is despair, and when we despair, it is because we feel there are no choices.

She thought of the recurrent waves of pain that for some reason or other she and her husband had had to endure; of the invisible giants hurting her boy in some unimaginable fashion; of the...

Oh, Mercédès, I have spoken your name with sighs of melancholy, with groans of pain and with the croak of despair. I have spoken it frozen with cold, huddled on the straw of my dungeon....

Don’t despair: despair suggests you are in total control and know what is coming. You don’t – surrender to events with hope.

The look of disbelief that ran across the boy’s face was somehow more disturbing than the despair it had replaced. This creature had given up hope long ago; he probably begged out of habit rather...

There had come to him one of those moments of quiet despair that lie in wait for even the happiest. Stealthy-footed they leap upon us, as we walk along the street, as we sit at...

Ah, I feel a sadness on me, Dane. That’s how the Irish people say it. In their language, you can’t say, “I am sad,” or “I am happy”. They understood what we English have long...

(visions) of strange cities, of sandy plains, of gigantic ruins, of midnight skies with strange bright constellations, of mountain-passes, of grassy nooks flecked with the afternoon sunshine through the boughs: I was in the midst...

Really, this people, only yesterday so intelligent and discerning, seem to have been overcome by a disease of the mind

For some there is no musicNo lightsNo fireNo untamed madness that breathes lifeThere is workAnguishFrustrationRageDespairA dullness that rings like wooden thunder

And leaning on the windowsill to enjoy the day, gazing at the variegated mass of the whole city, just one thought fills my soul: that I profoundly wish to die, to cease, to see no...

The victory over our inner self is a daily struggle. Be strong and do not give up.

Keep your hope in the Lord.

They torture us but could not kill our spirit. We have greater divine power, guiding and protecting us.

Sometimes the world is so much sicker than the inmates of its institutions.

Momentarily drained of lust, he stares at the remembered contortions to which it has driven him. His life seems a sequence of grotesque poses assumed to no purpose, a magic dance empty of belief. There...

…I deliberately spilled the black ink of despair because my perfect soul was a stained glass illusion – can you understand that?…

Some days simply lay on you like stones.

It seems like I have lived a lifetime in just one day.

I remember in treatment, Mr. Shaw told me that the alcohol and drugs never were my problem. He said the alcohol and drugs were my solution and that was my problem. And he was right.