#pele

And another way of explaining it is to say that shit happens, and there's no space too small, too dark and airless and fucking hopeless, for people to crawl into. ↗

— Nick Hornby

#hopeless #life #life

Your name. That’s all I want.” I debate on whether or not I should explain to him that my name isn't going to help him in his stalking endeavours. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#funny #haha #holder #hope #hopeless

I stop stretching and face him, unwilling to back down from this visual standoff. I'm not going to let him perform his little Jedi mind tricks on me, no matter how much I wish I could perform them on him. He’s completely unreadable and even more unpredictable. It pisses me off. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#funny #haha #holder #hope #hopeless

If you have ever been in a real tragic or sad situation, the words that come out are hopelessly inadequate and kind of cliched. ↗

— Erika Slezak

#cliched #come #ever #hopelessly #inadequate

Elizabeth's barreness and advanced age--a double symbol of hopelessness--became the means by which God would announce to the world that nothing is impossible for Him. ↗

— Charles R. Swindoll

#god #hope #hopelessness #impossible #inspirational

The sky is always beautiful. Even when it's dark or rainy or cloudy, it's still beautiful to look at. It's my favourite thing because I know if I ever get lost or lonely or scared, I just have to look up and it'll be there no matter what...and I know it'll always be beautiful. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#beauty

You’re incredibly brave. And you’re going to make it through this because you have a very strong heart. A heart that is capable of loving so much about life and people in a way you never dreamt a heart could love. And you’re beautiful in here. Your heart is so beautiful and someday someone is going to love that heart like it deserves to be loved. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#brave #hope #hopeless #life #love

In the daytime, I know that they're (Russians) close. But at night, my optimism abandons me, I buckle. The night is German, and who am I against the night? ↗

— Ana Novac

#holocaust #hopeless #beauty

No reflection was to be allowed now, not one glance was to be cast back; not even one forward. Not one thought was to be given either to the past or the future. The first was a page so heavenly sweet, so deadly sad, that to read one line of it would dissolve my courage and break down my energy. The last was an awful blank, something like then world when the deluge was gone by. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#future #heartbreak #hopelessness #past #sadness

Life could do nothing for her, beyond giving time for a better preparation for death. ↗

— Jane Austen

#death