All Quotes By Tag: Despair

“Colonialism had its way with making us believe we were inadequate, if we mimicked the lifestyle and values it upheld, we were embraced with open arms. – “Vindication Across Time”

“Hope lives in everybody; faith is closer to us than we can imagine! When despair calls you, call your faith and awake your hope, so they may give answers!”

“I had come to understand that despair does not necessarily result in annihilation, that one can go on as usual despite of it…”

“He was a creature of hope. For dreams are hopes, and echoes of hopes. And I am a creature of despair.”

“Hope in a child who has never known anything but despair is a sweet and touching thing.”

“In the void of your absence, Looking at your empty chair, I always cherished, A dream, an illusion,Someone who is mine,Is not present here, Your arrival, Will wake me up, And break my illusions”

“It’s been days now that you did not reply, Have started to lose hope again, So writing again..Not for the reply, But a hope,A hope for your reply”

“I am most valuable bill in his wallet, But a torn bill…”

“Geyer and Gary looked at each other and wearily sat down. All the weeks of travel in the hottest months of the year investigating lead after lead, alternating between faith, hope, discouragement, and despair.”

“Hope crushed is another suicide waiting to happen.”

“Quite the opposite actually. I think having hope is one of the most important things you can do. Once you let go of it, despair takes over. Despair will kill you quicker than hope ever could. So if you’re going to hold onto something…I’m glad it’s that.”

“Despair NOT! Refuse to be gloomy or negative. Don’t allow challenges and situations to rob your joy. Do not allow anything or anyone to take YOUR PEACE AWAY!”

“So instead of giving in to despair I chose active melancholy, in so far as I was capable of activity, in other words I chose the kind of melancholy that hopes, that strives and that seeks, in preference to the melancholy that despairs numbly and in distress.”

“DolorI have known the inexorable sadness of pencils,Neat in their boxes, dolor of pad and paper weight,All the misery of manilla folders and mucilage,Desolation in immaculate public places,Lonely reception room, lavatory, switchboard,The unalterable pathos of basin and pitcher,Ritual of multigraph, paper-clip, comma,Endless duplicaton of lives and objects.And I have seen dust from the walls of institutions,Finer than flour, alive, more dangerous than silica,Sift, almost invisible, through long afternoons of tedium,Dropping a fine film on nails and delicate eyebrows,Glazing the pale hair, the duplicate gray standard faces.”

“It would take me a few weeks outside that cycle of conflicts to realize that I am destined to be centerless, one lone flaming planet outside of a livable orbit. Opportunistically, I should like to present my definition of destiny: It is what I should have avoided but I dared not. It is what I wanted to embrace even when I saw in it my death. It is the seductive angels of fire and the celebrating djinns. It is what I must break ties with and commit apostasy.”