Best 358 quotes in «hopeless quotes» category

The situation is hopeless, we must take the next step.

Values unrelated to modern reality are not just electorally hopeless, the values themselves become devalued. They have no purchase on the real world.

The world will be brighter and wiser without religions, but it will surely be darker and more hopeless without God!

We feel like there are way too many problems in the world, and there's nothing we can do to solve them. We forget how to be compassionate and start to feel hopeless.

We are assumed to be rather hopeless - swallowed up by incorrect notions, divorced from the original genius with which we are born, lost within days of living this distracting life.

We found love in a hopeless place.

We measure our success of love in the images of love. But those images are static. And it's a hopeless project, because our love will never be like that image. The actual reality of love in our lives is much more chaotic.

We muckraked, not because we hated our world, but because we loved it. We were not hopeless, we were not cynical, we were not bitter.

Twelve days north of Hopeless and a few degrees south of Freezing to Death

With God life is an endless hope. Without God, life is a hopeless end.

You can always find some expert who will say something hopelessly hopeless about anything.

Without Montreal, Canada would be hopeless.

You can always find contradictions and hope, in hopeless circumstances, and a sense of redemption in somebody who makes the same mistake, over and over. So far, so good. That's how I put it.

When you go to Washington and get off at Union Station, as I sometimes do, and see the Capitol building, I get this hopeless feeling that comes over me.

Your life is in your hands. No matter where you are now, no matter what has happened in your life,you can begin to consciously choose your thoughts, and you can change your life.There is no such thing as a hopeless situation.Every single circumstance of your life can change!

Your situation and prospects only seem hopeless because you have ideas of hope. Knock off that hope and the crippling feelings of helplessness go with it.

A broom that was almost never used was leaned up against the wall. He took it and started to sweep. Dust flew up his nose. When he had been sweeping for a while he realised he had no dustpan. He swept the pile of dust under the couch. Better to have a little shit in the corners than a clean hell. He flipped through the pages of a porno, put it back. Wound his scarf around his neck until his head felt like it was about to explode, released it. Got up and took a few steps on the rug. Sank to his knees, prayed to god.

Ağzıma o kadar odaklanmıştı ki, okuduğumun tek kelimesini bile duymadığını düşünüyordum. Kitabı kapatıp karnıma koydum. Kitabı kapattığımın bile farkında olduğunu sanmıyordum. "Neden konuşmayı kestin?" dedi, ne ifadesi değişmiş ne de bakışlarını dudaklarımdan ayırmıştı. "Konuşmak mı?" diye sordum merakla. "Holder, kitap okuyorum. Arada fark var. Ve görünüşe bakılırsa, hiç dikkat etmiyorsun." Gözlerimin içine bakıp sırıttı. "Ah, dikkat ediyorum," dedi. "Dudaklarına. Ağzından çıkan kelimelere dikkat etmemiş olabilirim, ama dudaklarına kesinlikle dikkat ediyordum.

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

A homeless with hope is in a better situation than a hopeless with home!

A life of madness I have been living for fifteen years. I have thrown away everything I had, my devoted wife, two lovely children, my family, my wealth on a hopeless passion. My love that once glowed like a warm flame is gone. A fire burns inside me now. My love, instead of being upheld has been cast aside like dirt. I can weep all I want out of rage and self-loathing but the world will only laugh at the sight of me.

You'll never convince me there is a hopeless situation or there is any finality in any success or any failure.

All the morning since he got up he had been trying to fight through his duties—leaning against a hope—a hope that first had bowed, and then had broke as soon as he really tried its weight.

All chances of happiness are gone from me. Just being with myself is hell all the time anyway.

An atheist is someone who is disappointed in his search of god. He is a man who strongly needed god but couldn't find him. Atheism is a cry of despair

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.

And just when I though things were starting to get better, everything had gone wrong again.

And looking up at him right now, half of me doesn't even want to fight him. I don’t know if I should scream for help or rip off my clothes.

A happy ending. Huh. I thought that was why we were here. Now. Five hundred years into Earth’s future. So we could start over, and live happily-ever-after. It wasn’t turning out that way, was it?

And what if Miriam and I were never to be reconciled?

And with that, I’m going to crawl into bed and try to erase all that has happened today.

Are you a witch?

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.

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.

A voteless people is a hopeless people.

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

Because, he says, it hurts to think about things that you can't have or help. S'better not to think about it.

[...] Because I want your first kiss to be the best first kiss in the history of first kisses.

Because the only thing that can ever truly destroy a dream is to have it come true.

Believe in your God-given dreams.

Better to rest in peace than rot in pieces

You fell asleep right when she was about to find out her mother’s secret. How dare you. I’ll be back tomorrow night so you can finish reading it to me. And by the way, you have really bad breath and you snore way too loud.

Bu beni öldürüyor, çünkü senin için hissettiklerimi bilmeden bir gün daha geçirmeni istemiyorum. Ama sana âşık olduğumu söylemeye hazır değilim, çünkü âşık değilim. Henüz değil. Ama bu hissettiğim her neyse hoşlanmaktan çok daha fazla. Çok daha fazla. Son birkaç haftadır bunu anlamaya çalışıyordum. Neden tarif edebileceğim başka bir kelime olmadığını düşünüyordum. Sana tam olarak ne hissettiğimi söylemeyi istiyorum, ama lanet olası sözlükte hoşlanmak ve sevmek arasındaki noktayı tarif edebilecek bir kelime yok, ve o kelimeye ihtiyacım var. İhtiyacım var, çünkü söylediğimi duymanı istiyorum.” Yaşamak. Kelime sanki hep orada, sözlükte ait olduğu yerde, hoşlanmak ve sevmek arasına saklı kalmıştı. “Yaşamak,” dedim. "Bu kelimeyi kullanabilirsin." "Seni yaşıyorum, Sky" dedi dudaklarıma doğru. "Seni doya doya yaşıyorum.

Burada olduğu için ona kızgındım, ama en çok da burada olmasını istediğim için kendime kızıyordum. Ona bağırmayı ve gitmesini söylemeyi ne kadar istesem de, kendimi beni biraz daha sıkmasını isterken buluyordum. Kollarını etrafıma dolayıp beni hiç bırakmamasını istiyordum, çünkü ait olduğu yer burasıydı ve beni yine terk etmesinden korkuyordum.

Before I go on with this short history, let me make a general observation– the test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the same time, and still retain the ability to function. One should, for example, be able to see that things are hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise. This philosophy fitted on to my early adult life, when I saw the improbable, the implausible, often the "impossible," come true.

Clinging to the rags I had left, I gazed out upon the full breadth of the Furnace and shook at what I saw. The world had been wiped clean of all trace of humanity. Sharp sandstone peaks protruded into the gray sky like a humped backbone, spilling into vast seas of sand on either side. Boulders and driftwood, the castaways of some bygone mountain, cast the only disruption upon the land. And I realized—no sun crossed the sky; there was only constant, lingering grayness.

Death” is never an end, but a To Be Continued...

Declined. I went inside to pay cash. This had happened before, but not often. There was something about that word that sucked the self-respect out of your soul. This time it sucked out all my hope as well.

Do me a favor?” Anything. I’ll do anything you ask me to, so long as you’re shirtless.

Don't create unbelief or doubt in people's minds. When you do so you ruin their lives and you have nothing to give them in its place. It's ok if people delude themselves; those delusions keep their day running.