My interest in desperation lies only in that sometimes I find myself having become desperate. Very seldom do I start out that way.... I can see of course that, in the abstract, thinking and all activity is rather desperate.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There are souls that are incurable and lost to the rest of society. Deprive them of one means of folly, they will invent ten thous...and others. They will create subtler, wilder methods, methods that are absolutely DESPERATE. Nature herself is fundamentally antisocial, it is only by a usurpation of powers that the organized body of society opposes the natural inclination of humanity.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Destroy yourselves, you who are desperate, and you who are tortured in body and soul, abandon all hope. There is no more solace fo...r you in this world. The world lives off your rotting flesh.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The sun fades like the spreading Of a peacock's tail, as though twilight... Might be read as a warning to those desperate For easy solutions.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
All futurity Seems teeming with endless destruction never to be repelled;... Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If I place love above everything, it is because for me it is the most desperate, the most despairing state of affairs imaginable.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Clearly, some time ago makers and consumers of American junk food passed jointly through some kind of sensibility barrier in the e...ndless quest for new taste sensations. Now they are a little like those desperate junkies who have tried every known drug and are finally reduced to mainlining toilet bowl cleanser in an effort to get still higher.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
She knew that Marcel needed her and that she needed this need, that it kept her alive night and day; especially at night when he d...id not want to be alone, or to age or to die, with that stubborn look he had, and that she sometimes recognized on other men's faces, the only look common to all the madmen hidden behind airs of reason, until the delirium rises and throws them, desperate, to a woman's body to bury, without desire, the frightening things that solitude and night have shown them.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Twenty-four hours a day somebody is running, somebody else is trying to catch him. Out there in the night of a thousand crimes peo...ple were dying, being maimed, cut by flying glass, crushed against steering wheels or under heavy car tires. People were being beaten, robbed, strangled, raped, and murdered. People were hungry, sick, bored, desperate with loneliness or remorse or fear, angry, cruel, feverish, shaken by sobs. A city no worse than others, a city rich and vigorous and full of pride, a city lost and beaten and full of emptiness.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »