Best 97 quotes in «doom quotes» category

Be sure that God Ne'er dooms to waste the strength he deigns impart.

Columbus's doom-burdened caravels Slant to the shore, and all their seamen land.

Crackdown, the video, interpreted and reflected a sense of authority and austerity and a sense of slight, impending doom.

Don't let the doom criers and the cynics persuade you that the best is past.

Doom 2 is just such a bigger, badder, better version of Doom

Fear results in fight or flight. Anxiety creates doom and gloom. Fear is the pulse that pounds when you see a coiled rattlesnake in your front yard. Anxiety is the voice that tells you, Never, ever, for the rest of your life, walk barefooted through the grass. There might be a snake...somewhere.

Doom comes about because of neglecting to evaluate one's self and because of just following one's whims.

Doom very evenly! Do not doom one doom to the rich; another to the poor! Nor doom one doom to your friend; another to your foe!

He is coming! He is coming! Like a bridegroom from his room, Came the hero from his prison To the scaffold and the doom.

I don't want to paint a picture of total gloom and doom.

I'd bet a million dollars on DOOM against Lil' Wayne

I am convinced the prophets of doom have to be taken seriously.

My doom and my strength is to be solitary.

I'm very lucky. I actually like screenwriting. I rarely feel a sense of doom going to my desk.

Instead of taking environmentalism away from the left, conservatives condemn it as a counsel of doom.

In truth the prison, unto which we doom Ourselves, no prison is.

I think that there is something in the human psyche, that when it approaches a big mark up point it tends to get doom laden.

It is the glorious doom of literature that the evil perishes and the good remains.

Our doom is, to be sifted by the wind, heaped up, smoothed down like silly sands. We are less permanent than thought.

People talk about doom-laden scenarios happening in the future: they are happening in Africa now. You can see it perfectly clearly. Periodic famines are due to too many people living on land that can't sustain them.

Our outworn economic system dooms millions to frustration.

So consumed in all your doom, trying hard to fill the emptiness.

Perhaps that is our doom, our human curse, to never really know one another.

Peter Pan, prepare to meet thy doom.

Servile labour disappeared because it could not stand the competition of free labour; its un-profitability sealed its doom in the market economy.

So, if anatomy is destiny then testosterone is doom.

That lack of programmability is probably what ultimately will doom vi. It can't extend its domain.

The prophets of doom, in my experience, are generally ignored and usually right.

That which once united man Now drives him apart.We are not helpless Creatures crashing onwards irresistibly to doom. There is time for everything and time to choose For everything.We are that time, that choice. Everybody gets what he deserves.

The grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead.

The city guardsmen were like the keres, doom-bringers of merciless vengeance.

The imitator dooms himself to hopeless mediocrity.

These are clearly the end times, and now we understand why the prophets warned us about the Trump of Doom.

There is nothing rarer than a man who can be trusted never to throw away happiness, however eagerly he sometimes grasps it. In history we are as frequently interested in our own doom.

The thegn who deems an unjust doom is to lose his thegnship. It is a principle which can be widely applied

You want me to be all doom and gloom, or just shut up?

Whate'er my doom; It cannot be unhappy: God hath given me The boon of resignation.

This damned ranting about doom. Is that food for the minds of modern people? Do they really expect us to take them seriously?

But still, my heart beats. It dreams. It wonders. And most dangerous of all, it hopes, because despite its smallness, this hope is still a great something

All you can do is involve yourself totally in your own life, your own moment, Lonzi said. And when we feel pessimism crouching on our shoulders like a stinking vulture, he said, we banish it, we smother it with optimism. We want, and our want kills doom.

And each ripple builds and builds into the tidal wave of anarchy to which we are now doomed.

Another flaw of the system is the fact that various danger fronts often require very different firmaments. As a logical superstructure is built upon each, there follow clashes of incommensurable modes of feeling and thought. Then despair can enter through the rifts. In such cases, a person may be obsessed with destructive joy, dislodging the whole artificial apparatus of his life and starting with rapturous horror to make a clean sweep of it. The horror stems from the loss of all sheltering values, the rapture from his by now ruthless identification and harmony with our nature’s deepest secret, the biological unsoundness, the enduring disposition for doom.

Bet vai tu zini par manu bērnību? Vai tu zini, cik man bija sliktas mājas un cik daudz ļauna es tur dabūju iemācīties? Šķiet, ka tas nāk līdzi mantojumā, no citiem augumiem, bet no kā? No pirmā auguma, tā bija rakstīts bērnu grāmatās, un liekas, ka piepildās... Tāpēc nevaino mani, tad es savukārt nevainošu savus vecākus, kuri varētu vainot savējos un tā joprojām!

...but in the next moment I cursed myself for being so great a fool as to dream of hope at all.

But lurking behind every summer was a fall just waiting to happen.

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 to know as well, despite all this, as cruelly as the game is stacked, that it's possible to play it with a kind of joy? To try to make some meaning out of all this seems unbelievably quaint. Maybe I only see a pattern because I've been staring too long. But then again, to paraphrase Boris, maybe I see a pattern because it's there.

But even as she spoke, a feeling of doom crept into her bones, joining the anger and dread already lurking there.

First impression: The Tijuana dump is beautiful. Second impression: It is like a military operation. It is at the top of a small mountain. A convoy of trucks comes to the top of the mountain and dumps the refuse of a developing city. [...] Other equipment moves mountains of dirt to cover the wastes. At intervals, standpipes are inserted into the filled spaces to allow the biogas of the rotting materials below to escape. The wind blows across these vents, creating an eerie music. When the biogas envelops you, you sense that sinking feeling of doom.

If there’s one thing all diviners share, it’s curiosity. We really can’t help it; it’s just part of who we are. If you dug out a tunnel somewhere in the wilderness a thousand miles from anywhere and hung a sign on it saying, ‘Warning, this leads to the Temple of Horrendous Doom. Do not enter, ever. No, not even then’, you’d get back from lunch to find a diviner already inside and two more about to go in. Come to think about it, that might explain why there are so few of us.

Glorious death is a transition into heavenly glories; “purposeless life” is the cause of shameful death and shameful death is a transition to eternal doom!