Unending Despair Quotes

As someone who has lived the nightmare of losing a child, I know that the enormous hole left behind remains forever.

In hell there's a big hotel where the bar just closed and the windows never opened. No phone so you can't call home, and the TV works, but the clicker is broken.

The day breaks not, it is my heart.

At Westboro, the depictions of hell are extremely vivid. The only thing that changes in hell, according to the church, is your capacity to feel pain. As the capacity to feel pain increases, so does the pain. It's absolutely terrifying. I believed God was going to curse me for having left this group of people.

To live forever should not be an obligation. In fact, eternal life should only be for those who wish for it, because if we are depressed and unhappy with our lives, just the idea of living forever is an unbearable source of suffering.

Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.

Depression, for me, wasn't a dulling but a sharpening, an intensifying, as though I had been living my life in a shell, and now the shell wasn't there. It was total exposure.

No parents deserve to see their only child die.

The lack of closure in an unsolved case seems to have a sharpening effect on those left behind; the details remain vivid to them even years later, possibly because they've gone over them looking for answers so many times.

The Helicon of too many poets is not a hill crowned with sunshine and visited by the Muses and the Graces, but an old, mouldering house, full of gloom and haunted by ghosts.

Going to rehearsals was too depressing, and missing rehearsals was also depressing, so it was like a vicious circle.

My heart is broken in the face of the stupidity of my species.

Long for me as I for you, forgetting, what will be inevitable, the long black aftermath of pain.

We all get damned in our lives, and there are ripple effects. One thing can determine a life, and it's hard to overcome that if the event is really traumatic. Your life is completely condemned by it.

I thought I'd reached the bottom a few times, but then I'd realise there was another 30 floors of despair below that.

It's been like a bad dream I never woke from.

The abuse dies in a day, but the denial slays the life of the people, and entombs the hope of the race.

Hell is indefinite.