#pair

The fundamental fact about all of us is that we’re alive for a while but will die before long. This fact is the real root cause of all our anger and pain and despair. And you can either run from this fact or, by way of love, you can embrace it. ↗

— Jonathan Franzen

#love #mortality #anger

For anything worth accomplishing, we can always find reasons to doubt, just as we can also find reasons to proceed...I have chosen to side with faith and hope over doubt and despair. ↗

— Brandon Mull

#doubt #faith #hope #faith

George was full of hatred. Of his own weakness and stupidity, of his magic, of the stubbornness and the pride of Beatrice and Marit, and, last of all, hatred of Dr. Gharn, who had started it all. But the hatred swayed to pity. Then to hopelessness. Then back to anger. Every once in a great while, he felt a moment of peace, usually when he caught a glimpse of Beatrice and Marit together. He loved them both in different ways. But that could not be. He turned away, and the cycle began again. ↗

— Mette Ivie Harrison

#conflicting-emotions #despair #emotional-upheaval #hate #love

When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#love #parting-ways #separation #life

Is there any good news?' Tesla said. Who ever promised that? Who ever said there'd be good news? ↗

— Clive Barker

#funny #life #funny

It's funny how despair can soon become an old companion ↗

— Jacqueline Carey

#funny

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it--always. ↗

— Mahatma Gandhi

#evil #goodness #inspirational #love #sadness

Frodo raised his head, and then stood up. Despair had not left him, but the weakness had passed. He even smiled grimly, feeling now as clearly as a moment before he had felt the opposite, that what he had to do, he had to do, if he could, and that whether Faramir or Aragorn or Elrond or Galadriel or Gandalf or anyone else knew about it was beside the purpose. He took his staff in one hand and the phial in his other. When he saw that the clear light was already welling through his fingers, he thrust it into his bosom and held it against his heart. Then turning from the city of Morgul, now no more than a grey glimmer across a dark gulf, he prepared to take the upward road. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#hope #inspirational #inspirational

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#hope #life

Life ... is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#futility #hopelessness #life #life