#despair

Death has become so predictable that I have neither the youthful reverence of it nor the middle-age fear. ↗

— Meghna Pant

#despair #inspirational #loneliness #old-age #age

Presumption should never make us neglect that which appears easy to us, nor despair make us lose courage at the sight of difficulties. ↗

— Benjamin Banneker

#courage #despair #difficulties #easy #lose

As the plane got closer to Miami, I had this terrible feeling he was dying. Maybe he was telling me that he was going. I felt anger, panic, despair and helplessness. ↗

— Robin Gibb

#closer #despair #dying #feeling #felt

If I were a girl, I'd despair. The supply of good women far exceeds that of the men who deserve them. ↗

— Robert Graves

#despair #exceeds #far #girl #good

The poet's expression of joy conceals his despair at not having found the reality of joy. ↗

— Max Jacob

#despair #expression #found #having #his

Real terror is a crippling experience. You sweat so much that your skin goes all wrinkly like when you've been in the bath all afternoon. And then the scent of your sweat changes. It smells like cat pee, no doubt from the adrenalin. However hard you wash, it won't come off. It smothers you, as your muscles become frozen with acid and your mind paralysed by despair. ↗

— Tahir Shah

#despair #fear #sweat #terror #change

Have you ever felt happy and miserable at the same time?” I sighed. “Yes.” Hutch sat up. He threw the covers back and got out of bed. He opened up the blinds sending rays of bright sunlight into his room. “But I got over it. I figured out no matter how much I worried about it nothing ever changed. ↗

— Holly Hood

#life #love #change

For how imperiously, how coolly, in disregard of all one’s feelings, does the hard, cold, uninteresting course of daily realities move on! Still we must eat, and drink, and sleep, and wake again, - still bargain, buy, sell, ask and answer questions, - pursue, in short, a thousand shadows, though all interest in them be over; the cold, mechanical habit of living remaining, after all vital interest in it has fled. ↗

— Harriet Beecher Stowe

#despair #letting-go #life #moving-on #sadness

I sat up in the strange bed fearing it had been a dream, afraid I would never see her again. Not because I wanted anything from her, only her presence. The disappearance of the presence of beauty is the most despairing of events on this time-wheel of ours that rolls onward towards death. ↗

— Roman Payne

#beauty #beauty-in-literature #beauty-in-nature #bed #death

How nice it would be to be dead if only we could know we were dead. That is what I hate, the not being able to turn round in the grave and to say It is over. ↗

— Edward Thomas

#despair #dying #ennui #life #death