Elizabeth Wurtzel Quotes

Anybody singing the blues is in a deep pit yelling for help.

Beautiful dreams - if the world were more beautiful they would come true - But the world is relentless & cruel - people are - they must be, I suppose, or they could not live.

Sad Patience, too near neighbour to despair.

There's never any ebb in human misery.

Depression is the flaw in love. To be creatures who love, we must be creatures who can despair at what we lose, and depression is the mechanism of that despair.

You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!

I looked at the ceiling and wished this life was over. This unhappy life that had started out so confidently. I thought I would sleep no more that night but eventually I did. In the end we always wear out our worries. That's what Wire man says.

Discomfort guides my tongue And bids me speak of nothing but despair.

And worse I may be yet: the worst is not So long as we can say 'This is the worst.

Of course it hurts", she grumbled, tipping my head further back. "Life sucks. Get over it

It's a cruel world, don't you think?

Despair is the greatest of our errors.

The novel is born of disillusionment; the poem, of despair.

Tragedy is restful: and the reason is that hope, that foul, deceitful thing, has no part in it.

Life will not break your heart. It'll crush it.

Waste brings woe, and sorrow hates despair.

Nobody's interested in sweetness and light.

I will indulge my sorrows, and give way to all the pangs and fury of despair.

We were poor, my mother and I, living in a world of doom and gloom, pessimism and bitterness, where storms raged and wolves scratched at the door.

Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.

Sometimes, I can myself be frustrated by books that seem to me to be insufficiently realistic about the world's potential for just being totally a randomly bad place.

Life is absolutely horrific, leading up to absolute horror.

Most of us have days or weeks or months so awful, we wish we'd never been born.

If one truly has lost hope, one would not be on hand to say so.