Best 268 quotes in «hopelessness quotes» category

It's almost as difficult to believe that someone with so many trials could harbor such hope, as that there are those with so much advantage who harbor such hopelessness.

I think hopelessness is the enemy of justice.

I think some of that hopelessness of my generation got passed on to later generations - the sense of uselessness.

I've seen that mixture of resignation and hopelessness before; its usually in my mirror.

It's in despair that you find the sharpest pleasures, particularly when you are most acutely aware of the hopelessness of your position.

Neoliberalism isn't an economic program - it's a political program designed to produce hopelessness and kill any future alternatives.

The nice thing about true hopelessness is that you don't have to try again.

Nothing is hopeless; we must hope for everything.

Pessimism and hopelessness are two assassins that have been hired by very ourselves to kill ourselves!

The gospel confronts us with the hopelessness of our sinful condition. But we don't like what we see of ourselves in the gospel, so we shrink back from it.

Why is the forecast so bland? Why instead of 'stormy' don't they just say the sea's 'a frothing maelstrom of terror and hopelessness'?

There is the extreme of hopelessness and the inevitability of doom, a deep despair that comes from the sense that our industrial, consuming society is jeopardizing the planet.

The rosary is a weapon against depression and hopelessness.

...we should all fortify ourselves against the dark hours of depression by cultivating a deep distrust of the certainties of despair. Despair is relentless in the certainties of its pessimism. But we have seen again and again, from our own experience and others', that absolute statements of hopelessness that we make in the dark are notoriously unreliable. Our dark certainties are not sureties.

A great way to help you get to your joy & triumphs of tomorrow is to overcome your fears & sorrows of yesterday!

And then I realized that the close people to my heart, are actually the ones who hurt me the most.

And then Elena's dog at her bacon. She had heated up a slice of bacon on a paper towel, put it on the table, and turned to open the fridge. The dog swallowed the bacon and the paper towel. She stared at the dog, its expression smug, and all the frustrations of her life boiled up in her head. A dog eating her bacon, a dog eating her bacon while she was jobless.

And then the very next day it was a weekend and every one forgot about the little boy who was 7 feet under for the price he paid to be born in the land of infidels , and life as always ....carried on with the stench of dead conscience . Period

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

All's well that ends well.' 'Assuming there's an end somewhere,' Aomame said. Tamaru formed some short creases near his mouth that were faintly reminiscent of a smile. 'There has to be an end somewhere. It's just that nothing's labeled "This is the end." Is the top rung of a ladder labeled "This is the last rung. Please don't step higher than this'?" Aomame shook her head. 'It's the same thing,' Tamaru said. Aomame said, 'If you use common sense and keep your eyes open, it becomes clear enough where the end is.' Tamaru nodded. 'And even if it doesn't' -- he made a falling gesture with his finger -- 'the end is right there.

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 I feel certain that you will, because I've come to take it away. I'm from the furniture shop, and the bed isn't paid for.

And I laugh at myself for thinking I could touch the sky.

And then Elena's dog ate her bacon. She had heated up a slice of bacon on a paper towel, put it on the table, and turned to open the fridge. The dog swallowed the bacon and the paper towel. She stared at the dog, its expression smug, and all the frustrations of her life boiled up in her head. A dog eating her bacon, a dog eating her bacon while she was jobless.

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

Before I shall have become a man again I shall probably exist as a park, a sort of natural park in which people come to rest, to while away the time. What they say or do will be of little matter, for they will bring only their fatigue, their boredom, their hopelessness.

[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 in some men, it is in them to give up everything personal at some time, before it ferments and poisons - throw it to some human being or some human idea.

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.

A sense of hopelessness had invaded his bones, as chill and as inescapable as the rain.

As long as we’re alive there is always hope.

At some point, even the greatest misery begins to fade. Life, or what passes for life, plods on in it's own unending weary footsteps, and somehow we plod along with it, if we stay lucky.

Better to rest in peace than rot in pieces

…but it is in despair that the most burning pleasures occur, especially when one is all too highly conscious of the hopelessness of one’s position.

Breathe in, breathe out. Over and over again. Just to prove a broken heart can't really kill you.

But I want to give in to it sometimes, only because I'm tired and the feeling that I've had for a while-that something is haunting me down-becomes all consuming and I'm frightened that one morning there will be not enough to keep me going.

But perhaps we are speaking, on the contrary, somewhat poorly of God when praising Him, or when wanting to praise Him, only during what we perceive to be our highest of moments. After all, that is in many cases the mentality behind one's unbelief altogether: the failed attempt to control God, to lower His standards to one's own level of understanding in doubt of His foresight and omniscience, His goodness and power. He wants to know if you are faithful enough to praise Him even when, to you, all seems lost.

But there is one thing I do know, tucked away inside myself: hope unstitches you. Hope leaves you open and wounded. Without hope there is no fear, there is just living.

Confusion and hopelessness don't necessarily cause a person to act.

Carved deep into my veins but didn't bleed Overdosed on sleeping pills but didn't sleep When your heart is heavy, it gets increasingly harder to breathe Clearly there's a God But why has he forsaken me?

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.

By capitulating to life, this world has betrayed nothingness. . . . I resign from movement, and from my dreams. Absence! You shall be my sole glory. . . . Let “desire” be forever stricken from the dictionary, and from the soul! I retreat before the dizzying farce of tomorrows. And if I still cling to a few hopes, I have lost forever the faculty of hoping

Can I...can I call my family?" Carter stammered. "One last time?" "What did I just say?" Vincent snapped. "Starting now, you don't have a family. You belong to us.

Couldn't never be nothin' but a nigger, if I was ever so good,» said Topsy. «If I could be skinned, and come white, I'd try then.

Cos every breath is unbearably painful

Cuando cierro los ojos y miro mis sueños, sonrío sin querer.

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.

Dad thinks I'm ready to fly around the country as the Ambassador of Hope, but Mom thinks I'm a frail little bird with broken wings.

Deep despair, dear Lord, deep despair My heart yearns to be your heir But my prayer remains unheard Speak to me that I may hear And I will know that you can hear For I need to see you here! Deep despair, dear Lord Jesus , deep despair ! Deep despair, dear Lord, deep despair Your voice I wait to hear Your presence I seek to be near That I may not live with fear And I will always be your heir And never wander like the deer Deep despair, dear Lord Jesus, deep despair! Deep despair, dear Lord , deep despair When expectations become desperation May your might be my light That I may see you as my guide And do all things in your might As I journey on with Thy light Deep despair, dear Lord Jesus, deep despair ! Deep despair, dear Lord , deep despair May I know who You really are That I may know who I’m really are As I stand between here and there In a world that seeks to keep me here or there So I may not be your heir Deep despair, dear Lord Jesus, deep despair! Deep despair, dear Lord, deep despair When all hope is gone And all otherwise thoughts have come May I smile for what you have done As You overcome condemnation with redemption And provide all needs for glorification! Deep despair, dear Lord Jesus, deep despair!

Despair is a bad thing, friend. The world moves on through hope. We will be home soon. You will feel better then.” But the darkness around him embraced him like stormy waves do a drowning man. He felt he was sinking in the sea of hopelessness.