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Night was our friend, our leader was Despair.
Night was our friend, our leader was Despair.
Why was I born with such contemporaries?
Why was I born with such contemporaries?
O, break, my heart! poor bankrout, break at once!
To prison, eyes; ne'er look on liberty!
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O, break, my heart! poor bankrout, break at once!
To prison, eyes; ne'er look on liberty!
Vile earth, to earth resign; end motion here,
And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier!
All my life I believed I knew something. But then one strange day came when I realized that I knew read more
All my life I believed I knew something. But then one strange day came when I realized that I knew nothing, yes, I knew nothing. And so words became void of meaning. I have arrived too late at ultimate uncertainty.
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.
The man who lives only by hope will die with despair.
The man who lives only by hope will die with despair.
I will indulge my sorrows, and give way
To all the pangs and fury of despair.
I will indulge my sorrows, and give way
To all the pangs and fury of despair.
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.
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.