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Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven
Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven
What we call despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
What we call despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
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.
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.
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.
More than any other time in history, mankind faces a cross-roads. One path leads to despair and utter hopelessness. The read more
More than any other time in history, mankind faces a cross-roads. One path leads to despair and utter hopelessness. The other, to total extinction. Let us pray we have the wisdom to choose correctly.
The nympholepsy of some fond despair.
The nympholepsy of some fond despair.
Despair is like forward children, who, when you take away one of their playthings, throw the rest into the fire read more
Despair is like forward children, who, when you take away one of their playthings, throw the rest into the fire for madness. It grows angry with itself, turns its own executioner, and revenges its misfortunes on its own head.
Why was I born with such contemporaries?
Why was I born with such contemporaries?
