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Quotes about Despair

I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
To live without Hope is to Cease to live.
— Fyodor Dostoevsky
There are days when I can hardly make it out of bed. I find it an effort to speak. I measure progress in steps, the next one and the next one, as far as the bathroom. These steps are major accomplishments. I focus on taking the cap off the toothpaste, getting the brush up to my mouth. I have difficulty lifting my arm to do even that. I feel I am without worth, that nothing I can do is of any value, least of all to myself.
— Margaret Atwood
I feel certain that I'm going mad again, I feel we can't go thru another of those terrible times. And I shan't recover this time. I begin to hear voices
— Virginia Woolf
That double-headed monster of damnation and salvation--Time.
— Samuel Beckett
They mustn't know my despair, I can't let them see the wounds which they have caused.
— Anne Frank
We're Easter people, living in a Good Friday world.
— Anne Lamott
Love has bridged the high-rises of despair we were about to fall between. Love has been a penlight in the blackest, bleakest nights. Love has been a wild animal, a poultice, a dinghy, a coat. Love is why we have hope.
— Anne Lamott
In the midway of this our mortal life, I found me in a gloomy wood, astray, Gone from the path direct.
— Dante Alighieri
There will come into every life moments of despair and the need for direction from a divine source-even an unspoken plea for help.
— Thomas Monson
Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forgetWhat thou among the leaves hast never known,The weariness, the fever, and the fretHere, where men sit and hear each other groan;Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs,Where youth grows pale, and specter-thin, and dies;Where but to think is to be full of sorrowAnd leaden-eyed despairs.
— John Keats
There is no hopelessness so sad as that of early youth, when the soul is made up of wants, and has no long memories, no superadded life in the life of others; though we who looked on think lightly of such premature despair, as if our vision of the future lightened the blind sufferer's present.
— George Eliot