I love that there’s no cutoff where we get labeled and sent off to a home for hopeless, cranky, depressives. Every day is a new chance to listen longer and be braver and love more....

I know it’s hard for you to allow yourself to feel this. You’ve gone so long training yourself to block the feelings and emotions out any time someone touches you.

There are moments when we all step away from the light…

Nothing cuts as deep and unexpectedly as the illusion of hope.

I preach darkness. I don’t inspire hope—only shadows. It’s up to you to find the light in my words.

Yaşamak,” dedim.

She felt worthless and hollow. There was no hope of fixing this.And when hope is gone, time is punishment.

Someone who doesn’t know if tomorrow will come would rather live every day twice than live it once.

{…} Is he always this angry? Is he always so charming when he isn’t busy being angry? I hate that he is either one way or the other and never in between. It would be...

Hopelessness is advance failure in a disguised envelope. People are crippled to have bed-ridden dreams just because they don’t believe they can take progressive steps with those dreams.

Who’s to say that once I run, I’ll find that isn’t enough? Who’s to say I won’t end up feeling exactly the way I do right now-not safe, but stifled? Maybe I’ll want to run...

Trust is always a risk, but when placed in the right people after a trial period where they prove themselves worthy of it, it is a reward transcendent of all the emotional mire that bogs...

No, no, no.” By the time I reach her, it’s too late. She’s bawling. If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s crying. Not because it makes me emotional, but because it annoys the hell...

So many tangles in life are ultimately hopeless that we have no appropriate sword other than laughter.

A people without children would face a hopeless future; a country without trees is almost as helpless.

There is absolutely no worse death curse than the humdrum daily existence of the living dead.

It’s killing me because I don’t want you to go another day without knowing how I feel about you. And I’m not ready to tell you I’m in love with you, because I’m not. Not...

Only the hopeless love God.

A guy with no will to live isn’t worth killing.

I’m really hoping he’s being genuine because I can already tell he isn’t the kind of guy a girl gets a simple crush on. He’s the kind of guy you fall hard for, and the...

I would try to tell myself stories to pass the time. Fairy tales. Parts of books. But they got used up.

I want to drag knives over my skin, just to feel something other than shame, but I’m not even brave enough for that

Time doesn’t always heal all wounds.

I’m not even going to tell you what I think about what just happened in there. But I know it sucked and I have no idea why you aren’t crying right now, but I know...

The thought of her gave me such a continual anguish that I could no more forget her than an aching tooth. It was involuntary, hopeless, compulsive. For years she had been the first thing I...

Its hard to say what’s wrong when nothing is going right!

At that moment when you feel like giving up, take a look and search deep inside in oder to understand how far you’ve come. Don’t give up now! Success is right around the corner.

The evangelist is the world’s hopeless romantic, and just like a hopeless romantic, he must hope for the miracle of God more than the romance itself.

It was the helplessness that scared the both of us.

He pulled my skirt up. I began to worry. Everyone knew he had broken in girls before and I didn’t want it to happen to me. I said, ‘No. Get off, please.’ He pulled me...

How your heart can possibly find a way to love and trust a man again proves that I’ve fallen in love with the bravest woman I’ve ever known. I know how much courage it took...

That girl had two chances. And both of us let her down.

At cocktail parties, I played the part of a successful businessman’s wife to perfection. I smiled, I made polite chit-chat, and I dressed the part. Denial and rationalization were two of my most effective tools...

If people feel lost and alone and helpless and broken and hopeless today, what will it be like if the world really begins to come apart at the hinges?

Ugh! I absolutely hate lust. Hate. It. Every fiber of my being knows he’s not a good person, yet my body doesn’t seem to give a shit at all.

I was deluded, and I knew it. Worse: my love for Pippa was muddied-up below the waterline with my mother, with my mother’s death, with losing my mother and not being able to get her...

Considering one’s plate is full with circumstance, how senseless is it to assume one is able to digest someone else’s hopelessness?

To develop emotional and erotic intelligence we need to practice enlarging our inner passion at every moment. It doesn’t matter what’s going on in our world, or even how we feel about ourselves in the...

I pull his mouth to mine and I kiss him. I kiss him for always having the perfect thing to say. I kiss him for always being there for me. I kiss him for supporting...

I’m inlove with him. Completely. Absolutely. Tragically.

Bagiku, kepergian tak pernah menyimpan kehilangan, Rayina. Tak pernah ada. Kepergian hanya menyimpan langkah bersamanya. Dan, memang selalu begitu. Aku bukan peminat kehilangan.

No, Sky. You didn’t tell her everything…you told you everything. Those things happened to you, not to someone else. They happened to Hope. They happened to Sky. They happened to the best friend that I...

We spend so much time defending our choice to do this that it becomes hard to show any vulnerability at all. There’s only so many times you can handle someone asking about your fall back...

Knowing someone isn’t coming backdoesn’t mean you ever stop waiting

Time spent worrying – about anything – provides no emotional or physical benefit to us; such things only weaken us for the fights we must endure in our lives.

Your name. That’s all I want.” I debate on whether or not I should explain to him that my name isn’t going to help him in his stalking endeavours.

And another way of explaining it is to say that shit happens, and there’s no space too small, too dark and airless and fucking hopeless, for people to crawl into.

Autumn is a season of desperate hopes. The leaves are souls begging to turn life on pause. Begging to stop, begging to take a break, hiding under smiles and childish words.

Hope without love is hopeless.

I felt angry, frustrated.I felt I didn’t belong, not in my,church, not in my home, not in my skin.