Ted Dekker Quotes

People can't even imagine that it's possible to succeed anymore.

You were supposed to have hope, right? You were supposed to respect its power and hold on. And so I did. I held, and held, and let hope fill me. But as the days went on, it seemed I could be holding for a long, long time. Hope could be the most powerful thing or the most useless

how poor and disheartening a thing is experience compared with hope!

False hope is worse than despair.

And as far as false hope, there is no such thing. There is only hope or the absence of hope-nothing else.

Cynicism stems from disappointment. Cynical and faithless people were not always like that. They were filled with possibilities and hope as kids. But they tried and perhaps failed.

I have a grim outlook on the world, and in particular on humanity. Spent years denying it, but I am very misanthropic. And I live alone on a mountain for a reason.

Have all the hopes of ages come to naught? Is life no more with noble meaning fraught?

Humanity, you never had it to begin with.

The Goddamn human race deserves itself, and as far as I'm concerned it can have it.

When there is no hope, there can be no endeavor.

The devastating scale and frequency of my disappointment was proof of how much I still expected and wanted from the world, of what high hopes I still had for it.

Living in hope is a really terrible thing.

False hope really makes you cynical.

Hope is such a tenuous quality. To feel it and then to be denied what one most longs for ... Better, surely, not to hope at all, than to open the heart to a hope that is impossible.

All hopes are lies, all expectations of the future are lies.

She passed these years in a distant corner of her mind. A dry, barren field, out beyond wish and lament, beyond dream and disillusionment. There, the future did not matter. And the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and it accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

Hope is nothing but a deceitful flatterer accepted by reason only because it is often in need of palliatives.

I have been reading the morning paper. I do it every morning-knowing well that I shall find in it the usual depravities and basenesses and hypocrisies and cruelties that make up civilization, and cause me to put in the rest of the day pleading for the damnation of the human race. I cannot seem to get my prayers answered, yet I do not despair.

Despair is the only cure for illusion.

I was quite depressed two weeks ago when I spent an afternoon at Brentano's Bookshop in New York and was looking at the kind of books most people read. That seems to be hopeless; once you see that you lose all hope.

I don't think so, I don't agree. The most unbearable thing I think by far, she said, is hope.

The despondency that follows makes me feel somewhat like a shipwrecked man who spies a sail, sees himself saved, and suddenly remembers that the lens of his spyglass has a flaw, a blurred spot -- the sail he has seen.

The Hollywood sirens are shrieking, while down some search lit alley runs some lost belief.