Cos every breath is unbearably painful

Carved deep into my veins but didn’t bleedOverdosed on sleeping pills but didn’t sleepWhen your heart is heavy, it gets increasingly harder to breatheClearly there’s a GodBut why has he forsaken me?

Of Course God does not consider you hopeless. If He did, He would not be moving you to seek Him (and He obviously is)… Continue seeking Him with seriousness. Unless He wanted you, you would...

(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...

Our measure of hope is in direct proportion to our ability to conquer hopelessness.

space.

Everything’s going to be okay’, because that’s what I wanted him to say and it’s what he wanted to say and that’s what you do when the curtain is falling — you give the line...

The breeze around them seemed to drop – dead – like a door to the best things had just closed.

Luck always seems like it belongs to someone else.

Sometimes you just gotta hope for the hope of having hope some day.

There are far too many silent sufferers. Not because they don’t yearn to reach out, but because they’ve tried and found no one who cares.

קל יותר לפתח שרירי גוף מאשר שרירי נפש. להישען על משהו ופשוט לדחוף. אבל מה עושים עם מה שבפנים, כשאין אפילו דבר אחד יציב להישען עליו?

I am sorry for when I do it hopefully one day you’ll realise why. Please do not be angry; just understand that today I tried.

[A] person whose head is bowed and whose eyes are heavy cannot look at the light.

I had no tears to shed nor a prayer for the deceased… There is no hope for the hopeless.

You can plan on a change in the weather and time, but I never planned on you changing you mind.

He waited for the black, terrible anger as though for some beast out of the night. But it did not come to him. His bowels seemed weighted with lead, and he walked slowly and lingered...

When things go wrong, don’t go with them.

Man cries, his tears dry up and run out. So he becomes a devil, reduced to a monster.

Your hope is the most beautiful and the saddest in the world.

One of the greatest gift you can give another human being whi is going through adversity is HOPE.

I am as silent as death. Do this: Go to your bedroom. Your nice, safe, warm bedroom that is not a glass coffin behind a morgue door. Lie down on your bed not made of...

Terry recalled far better days when she’d risen bright and early every morning…. Days before darkness had closed in and refused to leave….

they said when you are in love you will be happy but when the day comes i fell in love with someone.i regret the day that i met him.. it gives to much pain inside...

So one must be resigned to being a clock that measures the passage of time, now out of order, now repaired, and whose mechanism generates despair and love as soon as its maker sets it...

It is ignorance that is at times incomprehensible to the wise; for instance, he may not see ‘the positive person’ or ‘the negative person’ in such a black and white way as many people do....

I have given up on speech with the Rev; there is no use explaining that you have to learn where your pain is. You have to burrow down and find the wound, and if the...

I’ll never wake up in a good mood again.I’m tired of these stinky boots

I admire some people for their brilliance and I respect others for their strength. But I am indebted to those who can rekindle my spirit.

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

Even in the grave, all is not lost.

When you pray and hope for a change. Don’t expect a change to come. Expect the opportunity for a change to come.

Any fool can hope when success lies plainly in view. It wants genuine strength to hope when matters are hopeless.

Stop looking back when your future is ahead of you.

If you’re having trouble counting your blessings, remember that you are alive to count them.

He would not now conduct little Nell to the coast; he would not convey her by a steamer to Port Said, would not surrender her to Mr. Rawlinson; he himself would not fall into his...

But was it worth anything?That’s the hopelessness of it. The openness of it. The part of it I can never understand. I am afraid of ambiguity and certainity and permanence and impermanence. And so is...

[asked if his suicide attempt was a cry for help]No. I told no one. You only cry for help if you believe that there’s help to cry for.

Because what’s worse than knowing you want something, besides knowing you can never have it?

Marriage is like a series of opposing reflections, inverse images getting ever smaller like nesting dolls, each one of your trying to squeeze yourself smaller to fit inside the hopes of the other, until one...

I never want a girl to lose all hope that her life can’t completely turn around, even if she feels that she is at the edge, standing on one foot, and ready to say goodbye.

For several years Quinn had been having the same conversations with this man, whose name he did not know. Once, when he had been in the luncheonette, they had talked about baseball, and now, each...

Why does a human body become deceased?The reason is that as long as the human body is not free from suffering, mind cannot be happy. If a man lacks enthusiasm, either his body or mind...

The train bore me away, through the monstrous scenery of slag-heaps, chimneys, piled scrap-iron, foul canals, paths of cindery mud criss-crossed by the prints of clogs. This was March, but the weather had been horribly...

Sergei doesn’t yearn for love…he thirsts for domination, and now he has finally achieved it.

It wasn’t that she was sad—sadness had very little to do with it, really, considering that most of the time, she felt close to nothing at all. Feeling required nerves, connections, sensory input. The only...

Life is the tragedy,’ she said bitterly. ‘You know how they categorize Shakespeare’s plays, right? If it ends with a wedding, it’s a comedy. And if it ends with a funeral, it’s a tragedy. So...

Elizabeth’s barreness and advanced age–a double symbol of hopelessness–became the means by which God would announce to the world that nothing is impossible for Him.

…he began to fear whether in the presence of far greater events, all his acts would not fade into insignificance, just as a drop of rain disappears into the sea.

it seemed that the pain of their physical illness at times was less than the misery of their poverty ridden existence, the unending wait in the queues and the feeling of hopelessness and abandonment by...