Hopelessness Quotes - Page 2

She felt the depth of her losses before they were realized, and she wondered, Is there still hope? Did she even dare hold on to such a tenuous thing as hope?

I threw my hands in the air and said show me something.
He said, "if you dare come a little closer".

He knew...there was no redemption for the damned.

Living in musty shadows and dismal, oppressive silence, Thérèse could see her whole life stretching out before her totally void, bringing night after night the same cold bed and morning after morning the same empty day.

Hope was always creating pleasantly ideological, and therefore impossible things.

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

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

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 of you cracks or stops existing.

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

What do you expect? This place is one big anti-climax.

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

I am afraid a monster is grown that will devour all of us. Yet we must fight him.

And, as always, I thank my family who are an amazing network of support.

I knew the world too well to believe this sudden smiling. (…) The gods never send us this invitation to delight so readily or so strongly as when they are preparing some new agony. We are their bubbles; they blow us big before they prick us.

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 everybody else.

The point of departure is a lack of
explanations.

Not many people bothered to look for beauty beyond the greenhouses. They went about life with their heads down, just praying to get through the day, to feed themselves and their family. No one ever did anything to make it better.

Once upon a long ago time I was a girl with hopeful halos in my eyes - not unlike you - not a typical beauty but beautiful nonetheless, as all young girls tend to be in their prime, even if they don’t tend to know it.

Trees lose their leaves in blizzards like these.

If you cannot reach a state of utter oneness with each other, how do you expect to solve anything? Separate the world will crumble; together the world will thrive.