Not now.It’s too late.It was always too late.

The light in that room was a glow; I seem to remember the color green, or perhaps flowers. A pale green sheet covered his inert body but not his head, which lay (eyes closed, mouth...

[Deserters], they’ve given up everything. Oaths. Families. When you desert, it breaks you. It leaves you willing to do anything, because you’ve already given away everything you could have cared about losing.

When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.

We love against the night, burning like stars against the darkness of bread and circuses.

But I got over it. I figured out no matter how much I worried about it nothing ever changed.

I still remember our first meeting, when Albers brought him to my house. On the little carriage which carried him from the station, and which was hardly built with such loads in mind, sat a...

I can’t shove the dark out of my way.

Visions and voices and fear and despair cannot be captured by CT scan or measured in the amplitude of EKG waves. Try as we might, we simply cannot predict which of our patients will kill...

I keep my hope alive.

Hope is immeasurable anchor.

Because thou must not dream, thou need not despair.

I was free. Milton was right…the mind is its own place. I was never a prisoner. Not then, not now.

As soon as whatever provisional well of confidence dries up, I will feel like a frightened motherless child. And I will—what? Lessee, I’ll beg friends to assure me I’m fascinating, that my soul is complex...

With grief, you have reason to despair; it’s a human thing.

You see, we cannot draw lines and compartments and refuse to budge beyond them. Sometimes you have to use your failures as stepping-stones to success. You have to maintain a fine balance between hope and...

Un désespoir calme, froid, sinistre.

Women get desperate, but they don’t understand despair.

Silence is where my demons lurk, taunting me endlessly day after day until the end of time…yet still I wait, revelling in their company…

Have you ever longed for someone so much, so deeply that you thought you would die? That your heart would just stop beating? I am longing now, but for whom I don’t know. My whole...

There is no harbor of peace from the changing waves of joy and despair

I sometimes wish I could spontaneously combust. Burn until nothing but ash is left, to be washed away by the wind and the rain.

Of all my old associations, of all my old pursuits and hopes, of all the living and the dead world, this one poor soul alone comes natural to me, and I am fit for. There...

But, as I say, I was toofull of excitement and (a true saying, though those who have neverknown danger may doubt it) too desperate to die.

When all hope is gone and your back is against the wall, ‘Pray.’ Ask God to guide you and he will take good care of you.

It is difficult to write a paradiso when all the superficial indications are that you ought to write an apocalypse.

Whatever happens in your life, no matter how troubling things might seem, do not enter the neighbourhood of despair.Even when all doors remain closed, God wil open up a new path only for you. Be...

There’s no such thing as perfect writing, just like there’s no such thing as perfect despair.

If you cannot pray, simply recite Lord’s Prayer (Psalm 23:1-6):-A psalm of David. New International Version1 The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. 2 He makes me lie down in green...

May our lifestyles be a testimony of the hope we have in Christ Jesus.

Telegraph RoadA long time ago came a man on a trackWalking thirty miles with a pack on his backAnd he put down his load where he thought it was the bestMade a home in the...

He saw either death or the approach of it everywhere. But his undertaking now occupied him all the more. He had to live his life to the end, until death came. Darkness covered everything for...

No matter how ephemeral it is, a novel is something, while despair is nothing.

So now I just assume that it won’t work, and that if it does work, I’ll lose it anyway. This is meant to protect me, although it doesn’t, because somehow the hope sneakily finds its...

There is no greater despair, than to tread with care upon ice that is already broken

If there’s more that you can do, then do it. If there’s not more that you can do, then be content with what you’re doing. But if there is despair, the despair can only be...

It is not the dead rather the ones who lives through war have seen the dreadful end of the war, you might have been victorious, unwounded but deep within you, you carry the mark of...

I believe that it may happen that one will succeed, and one must not begin to despair, even though defeated here and there; and even though one sometimes feels a kind of decay, though things...

I had never seen a woman in such despair before. It was worse than death, it was a constant longing for death and a constant rejection of life. She lived like darkness in her own...

The point is that we are not doomed because we are homosexual, my dear, we are doomed only if we live in despair because of it, as we did on the beaches and the streets...

It’s always almost Autumn, down here at Rock Bottom.

When You See Millions of the Mouthless Dead”When you see millions of the mouthless deadAcross your dreams in pale battalions go,Say not soft things as other men have said,That you’ll remember. For you need not...

To toil, to think, to long, to grieve,—Is such my future fate?The morn was dreary, must the eveBe also desolate?

Being a cheerful hobbit, he had not needed hope, as long as despair could be postponed.

I can see death and more death, till we are black and swollen with death.

…the heart has no tears to give,–it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.

To hope for nothing, to expect nothing, to demand nothing. This is analytical despair.

Hang on! God will be thy strength in any act of your pursuit.

Gracious words refresh, restore and revive the soul.

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