#hopeless

I’d always secretly believed that a love as fierce and true as mine would be rewarded in the end, and now I was being forced to accept the bitter truth. ↗

— Alma Katsu

#hopelessness #unrequited-love #love

Live. If you mix the letters up in the words like and love, you get live. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#love

To live for the hope of something isn’t really living at all, and so, like a child putting away its toys and picking up a tool, he marched to Lyca’s bathroom, to shower off the stench of failure, soap up the death of hope, then wash away the ashes of his love for Daphne. ↗

— Mark A. Rayner

#ashes #child #crush #death #fail

We began our hospital visits: one day Susan, one day me, everyday The Big Hoom. On one of these visits, she told me about the tap that opened at my birth and the lack drip filling her up, and it tore a hole in my heart. If this was what she could manage with a single sentence, what did thirsty years of marriage do to The Big Hoom? ↗

— Jerry Pinto

#sadness #marriage

In mathematics we have long since drawn the rein, and given over a hopeless race. ↗

— Charles Babbage

#given #hopeless #long #mathematics #over

Your hope is the most beautiful and the saddest in the world. ↗

— Naomi Benaron

#hopelessness #beauty

Oh yes, We've all danced to this particular tune at one time in our lives. In my experience, the majority of women are hopeless romantics, believing that, in time, he'll realise how wonderful we are, and fall in love with us.... ↗

— Catherine Sanderson

#experience

What I would say to the young men and women who are beset by hopelessness and doubt is that they should go and see what is being done on the ground to fight poverty, not like going to the zoo but to take action, to open their hearts and their consciences. ↗

— Abbe Pierre

#being #being done #beset #consciences #done

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. ↗

— Nick Hornby

#hopeless #life #life

In the daytime, I know that they're (Russians) close. But at night, my optimism abandons me, I buckle. The night is German, and who am I against the night? ↗

— Ana Novac

#holocaust #hopeless #beauty