Undespairingly Quotes & Sayings

Love is awesome and endless, but it is constantly changing its form. You love something for what it is, then it changes. But that change can make you love it even more. — Neil Patrick Harris

Thomas didn't have to think. He reached out and took the cup, poured the liquid in his mouth, swallowed all of it at once. It burned like fire, searing his throat and chest as it went down; he broke into a lurching, wracking cough. — James Dashner

You cannot be happy if your primary identity is that of a victim, even if you really are one. — Dennis Prager

He that feareth is a slave, were he never so rich, were he never so powerful. But he that is without fear is king of all the world. — Eric Rucker Eddison

I won't make you promises again that I can't keep. Swear that, babe. So when I promise right now that I know where my head is at with you and I want us both to give this the best shot we can give it, you can believe that. — Kristen Ashley

Don't trade future blessings for temporary pleasures. — Don Davis

Only the dead dream fought on as the afternoon slipped away, trying to touch what was no longer tangible, struggling unhappily, undespairingly, towards that lost voice across the room. — F Scott Fitzgerald

The teacher knows best what these helpful connections are and must help the pupil to make them. — William Henry Pyle

President-elect Lincoln to his confidants: "The people of the South do not know us. They are not allowed to receive Republican papers down there. — Harold Holzer

Well, rather than to give you my impression on Los Angeles, per se, my older sister's husband is and American, therefore I have a pretty good idea of the, perhaps the characteristics of Americans in general. — Nobuo Uematsu

For all things are less dreadful than they seem. — William Wordsworth

Lately, she found herself thinking about Brent a lot, and for the first time, feeling angry. Because she had been twelve years old and all she'd wanted was a safe place, and now she was twenty-five and she wanted the same thing, and life shouldn't be so fucking hard, you shouldn't have to give so fucking much. — Kelly Braffet

But with every word she was drawing further and further into herself, so he gave that up, and only the dead dream fought on as the afternoon slipped away, trying to touch what was no longer tangible, struggling unhappily, undespairingly, toward that lost voice across the room. — F Scott Fitzgerald