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This is one more piece of advice I have for you: don't get impatient. Even if things are so tangled up you can't do anything, don't get desperate or blow a fuse and start yanking on one particular thread before it's ready to come undone. You have to realize it's going to be a long process and that you'll work on things slowly, one at a time.
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faith
truth
long-process
desperate
thread
patience
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Haruki Murakami |
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Desperate people are the most dangerous.
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people
most
desperate
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Frank Herbert |
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My mouth opened. It happened. Yes, with my head thrown into the sky, I started howling. Arms stretched out next to me, I howled, and everything came out of me. Visions pored up my throat and past voices surrounded me. The sky listened. The city didn't. I didn't care. All I cared about was that I was howling so that I could hear my voice and so I would remember that the boy had intensity and something to offer. I howled, oh, so loud and desperate, telling a world that I was here and I wouldn't lie down.
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i-wouldn-t-lie-down
something-to-offer
desperate
howling
voices
throat
sky
intensity
visions
remember
loud
city
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Markus Zusak |
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Over the lives borne from under the shadow of death there seems to fall the shadow of madness.
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loneliness
hate
mortality
immortality
friends
love
lifeboat
stranded
desperate
blame
society
enemies
guilt
mental-illness
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Joseph Conrad |
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You get people who think you have a mental disorder, people calling you frigid, but I don't care. If they're that desperate, clearly THEY have a problem.
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love
frigid
asexuality
desperate
mental-disorder
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Rebecca McNutt |
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Let me sleep at last. I've had misery enough in my life. You said there was nowhere to go to. There is death to go to. I've had misery enough in my life.
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sleep
escape
desperate
the-black-prince
iris-murdoch
suicidal
misery
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Iris Murdoch |
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I just want to serve and help people and be good to everybody, only it always goes wrong somehow--I think about suicide all the time, every bloody day I want to die and stop this torture, but I go crawling on . . . I'm so Christ-awful bloody lonely I could scream with it for hours on end.
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loneliness
desperate
rejected
unlucky
the-black-prince
iris-murdoch
selfless
suicidal
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