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Desolation Quotes

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John Keats
“I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.”
John Keats

Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
“The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even that enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation; I am alone.”
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

Benjamin Alire Sáenz
“The heart can get really cold if all you've known is winter.”
Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Last Night I Sang to the Monster

Vera Nazarian
“The desert and the ocean are realms of desolation on the surface.

The desert is a place of bones, where the innards are turned out, to desiccate into dust.

The ocean is a place of skin, rich outer membranes hiding thick juicy insides, laden with the soup of being.

Inside out and outside in. These are worlds of things that implode or explode, and the only catalyst that determines the direction of eco-movement is the balance of water.

Both worlds are deceptive, dangerous. Both, seething with hidden life.

The only veil that stands between perception of what is underneath the desolate surface is your courage.

Dare to breach the surface and sink.”
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

Cormac McCarthy
“On this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the world.”
Cormac McCarthy, The Road

Haruki Murakami
“Sometimes, when one is moving silently through such an utterly desolate landscape, an overwhelming hallucination can make one feel that oneself, as an individual human being, is slowly being unraveled. The surrounding space is so vast that it becomes increasingly difficult to keep a balanced grip on one's own being. The mind swells out to fill the entire landscape, becoming so diffuse in the process that one loses the ability to keep it fastened to the physical self. The sun would rise from the eastern horizon, and cut it's way across the empty sky, and sink below the western horizon. This was the only perceptible change in our surroundings. And in the movement of the sun, I felt something I hardly know how to name: some huge, cosmic love.”
Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

Erik Pevernagie
“Never being on the shortlist of people’s attention may arouse a sensation of desolation but may, all together, be an expectant challenge to excel and exceed oneself, as it can inflame the will to extract unsuspected power from the inner self, never to give up and to hit the ground and run…ever since life may offer an astounding window of opportunity to assert oneself in a land of contention. ("Not on the shortlist" )”
Erik Pevernagie

Erik Pevernagie
“After facing the relentless pandemic showdowns, many long for the glow of a new dawn and crave bright life stories with liberating slapsticks to shatter silenced desolation and pent-up rage, restoring self-value and broken identity.”
Erik Pevernagie, Stilling our Mind

Erik Pevernagie
“Let us break the wall of ruminating silence and celebrate! Throwing a party is taking revenge on life's desolation and captivating the sound of a new morning. ("'Is that all there is ?")”
Erik Pevernagie

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“We are sometimes dragged into a pit of unhappiness by someone else’s opinion that we do not look happy.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana
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Vera Nazarian
“In the desert, the only god is a well.”
Vera Nazarian, Dreams Of The Compass Rose

P.G. Wodehouse
“Suiffy, have you ever felt a sort of strange emptiness in the heart? A sort of aching void of the soul?'

'Oh, rather!'

'What do you do about it?'

'I generally take a couple of cocktails.”
P.G. Wodehouse, Doctor Sally

P.G. Wodehouse
“Squiffy, have you ever felt a sort of strange emptiness in the heart? A sort of aching void of the soul?'

'Oh, rather!'

'What do you do about it?'

'I generally take a couple of cocktails.”
P.G. Wodehouse, Doctor Sally

Beryl Markham
“(This place) presumed to be a town then, but was hardly more than a word under a tin roof.”
Beryl Markham, West with the Night

M.F. Moonzajer
“Religion starts with desolation and ends with misery.”
M.F. Moonzajer

Beryl Markham
“(This town) doesn't look like anything; it isn't anything. Its five tin-roofed huts cling to the skinny tracks of the Uganda Railway like parasites on a vine.”
Beryl Markham, West with the Night

Vladimir Nabokov
“As Ganin looked up at the skeletal roof in the ethereal sky he realized with merciless clarity that his affair with Mary was ended forever. It had lasted no more than four days—four days which were perhaps the happiest days of his life. But now he had exhausted his memories, was sated by them, and the image of Mary, together with that of the old dying poet, now remained in the house of ghosts, which itself was already a memory”
Vladimir Nabokov

William Castano-Bedoya
“The root of their conflicts lies in their struggle to cope with the inner turmoil and desolation of their souls.”
William Castano-Bedoya, We the Other People: The Beggars of the Mercury Lights

Cormac McCarthy
“Some crazy person, he can say that God is here. But everybody knows that God is no here.”
Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses

Émile Zola
“Etienne now commanded a view of the whole district. It was still very dark, but the old man had peopled the darkness with untold sufferings, which the young one could sense all round him in the limitless space. Could he not hear a cry of famine borne over this bleak country by the March wind? The gale had lashed itself into a fury and seemed to be blowing death to all labour and a great hunger that would finish off men by the hundred. And with his roving eye he tried to peer through the gloom, with a tormenting desire to see and yet a fear of seeing. Everything slid away in the dark unknown, and all he could see was distant furnaces and coke-ovens which, set in batteries of a hundred chimneys arranged obliquely, made sloping lines of crimson flames; whilst further to the left the two blast-furnaces were burning blue in the sky like monstrous torches. It was as depressing to watch as a building on fire: as far as the threatening horizon the only stars which rose were the nocturnal fires of the land of coal and iron.”
emile zola, Germinal

Ghassan Kanafani
“Aquelas gotas salgadas eram lágrimas ou suor correndo pela sua testa em chamas?”
Ghassan Kanafani, رجال في الشمس

Jun'ichirō Tanizaki
“The people here had grown emaciated with hunger and toil, and the walls of their houses sighed with grief and sorrow. All the lovely flowers of this land had been transplanted to the palace to delight the eyes of the sovereign's consort, while the plump boars had been taken and served to please her sophisticated tastes. And so, the tranquil spring sun shone in vain on the grey, deserted streets of the city. And, perched atop a hill in the centre, the palace, shining with the five colours of the rainbow, towered over the corpse of the capital like a beast of prey.”
Jun'ichirō Tanizaki, The Siren’s Lament: Essential Stories

Molly Ringle
“What could a person do, after realizing they are not enough despite having poured out all their energy and love? What could they do except lie on the ground and weep?”
Molly Ringle, Ballad for Jasmine Town

Fernando Pessoa
“I'm a shelf of empty jars.”
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

Ananda Devi
“I read in secret, all the time. I read in the toilets. I read in the middle of the night. I read as if books could loosen the noose tightening around my throat. I read to understand that there is somewhere else. A dimension where possibilities shimmer.”
Ananda Devi, Eve out of Her Ruins

Michelle Paver
“To be conscious in eternal night, you would pray for oblivion... But there would be no one around to hear you.”
Michelle Paver, Dark Matter: A Ghost Story

Allene vanOirschot
“In my pain, I lost sight of God. But in my healing, He found me.”
Allene vanOirschot, MARRIAGE MATTERS: THE POWER OF A PRAYING SPOUSE: THE DIVORCE SOLUTION

Steven L. Peck
“Despite my substantial efforts, I have failed to find another soul. We have all scattered far and wide into the vastness of this space and cannot find another. I suspect by now we are all alone.”
Steven L. Peck, A Short Stay in Hell

Keijo Kangur
“I thus feared it was only a matter of time before I felt such desolation again—that feeling of being so utterly alone and without hope—that I was willing to forgo all moderation once more and dive headfirst into that sea of alcohol, wanting nothing more than to drown in it. And who knows, maybe next time I’d succeed.”
Keijo Kangur, Broken: Twenty Pieces

Suzanne Collins
“The more I think it over, the more my dismay grows. Every year we let them herd us into their killing machine. Every year they pay no price for the slaughter. They just throw a big party and box up our bodies like presents for our families to open back home.”
Suzanne Collins, Sunrise on the Reaping

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