Fine, frag you all, I’m dark juju, bad luck, and you’re all doomed.

Nostalgia is always doomed and dooming.

Seems like people always want to think they’re doomed. It brings them some kind of black comfort, I guess.Nate

We are doomed to cling to a life even while we find it unendurable.

Woolrich had a genius for creating types of story perfectly consonant with his world: the noir cop story, the clock race story, the waking nightmare, the oscillation thriller, the headlong through the night story, the...

Cathy, don’t look so defeated. She was only trying to put us downagain.Maybe nothing did work out right for her, but that doesn’t mean we aredoomed. Let’s go forth tomorrow with no great expectations of...

I’m in love with you,” he said quietly.”Augustus,” I said.”I am,” he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. “I’m in love with you, and I’m...

God’s creatures who cried themselves to sleep stirred to cry again.

But does it make any sense at all to know that it ends badly for all of us, even the happiest of us, and that we all lose everything that matters in the end-and yet...

I love that word. Forever. I love that forever doesn’t exist, but we have a word for it anyway, and use it all the time. It’s beautiful and doomed.

Those who forget history are doomed to repeat it in summer school

In theory, sure, Gregor could still go home. Pack up his three-year-old sister, Boots, get his mom out of the hospital, where she was recovering from the plague, and have his bat, Ares, fly them...

The dense fog manifests ever-living gravestones, the tunes of decadence, the hearts that were doomed to dance alone. Here lies untouched beauty, a brittle dream, an unseen sea-born nightmare, an isolated acheirous harf, fishbones without...

I always wanted to be an explorer, but – it seemed I was doomed to be nothing more than a very silly person.

He was sorry for himself as well, for he was doomed to find life and identity in death letters.

Everyone living is doomed

I love humanity, surprisingly, as I observe 21st century with hawk eyed vision, I realize the more I love humanity the less I love Human as an individual.

Pandora’s Box could not be unopened, no one could return to Eden.