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Alas for him who never sees
The stars shine through his cypress-trees
Who, hopeless, lays his dead read more
Alas for him who never sees
The stars shine through his cypress-trees
Who, hopeless, lays his dead away,
Nor looks to see the breaking day
Across the mournful marbles play!
It is a miserable state of mind to have few things to desire, and many things to fear.
It is a miserable state of mind to have few things to desire, and many things to fear.
Action is the antidote to despair.
Action is the antidote to despair.
The nympholepsy of some fond despair.
The nympholepsy of some fond despair.
Desperation is the raw material of drastic change. Only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in read more
Desperation is the raw material of drastic change. Only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to escape.
The world goes whispering to its own,
"This anguish pierces to the bone;"
And tender friends go read more
The world goes whispering to its own,
"This anguish pierces to the bone;"
And tender friends go sighing round,
"What love can ever cure this wound?"
My days go on, my days go on.
O that this too too sullied flesh would melt,
Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew,
Or read more
O that this too too sullied flesh would melt,
Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew,
Or that the Everlasting had not fixed
His canon 'gainst self-slaughter.
Despair is the price one pays for setting oneself an impossible aim. It is, one is told, the unforgivable sin, read more
Despair is the price one pays for setting oneself an impossible aim. It is, one is told, the unforgivable sin, but it is a sin the corrupt or evil man never practices. He always has hope. He never reaches the freezing-point of knowing absolute failure. Only the man of goodwill carries always in his heart this capacity for damnation.
Despair ruins some, presumption many
Despair ruins some, presumption many
