John Byrne Quotes

The Truth, when you finally chase it down, is almost always far worse than your darkest visions and fears.

While one might laugh at the meaningless boredom of people a decade or two ago, the emptiness has for many now moved from the state of boredom to a state of futility and despair, which holds promise of dangers.

Early evening traffic was beginning to clog the avenue with cars. The sun slanted down behind him. Harry glanced at the drivers of the cars. They seemed unhappy. The world was unhappy. People were in the dark. People were terrified and disappointed. People were caught in traps. People were defensive and frantic. They felt as if their lives were being wasted. And they were right.

My dreams have become puny with the reality my life has become.

I don't know whether I'm misanthropic. It seems to me I'm constantly disappointed. I'm very easily disappointed.

I know I'm going to blow one day. My life is doomed the way it is. I have no future.

The second Trump won, I felt super-powerless and I thought, 'Oh my God, no one's looking out for us.'

I asked for very little from life, and even this little was denied me.

I feel, in the end, as if everything I've done has been a failure.

I think that fear comes about when there's things in the world that we want to change, things we're scared or angry about, and we can't change them, and so we become fearful; we develop anxiety.

You know, sometimes I feel well and vital in the world, and sometimes I just feel so distressed I want to pull my hair out by the roots.

When people get disillusioned and get insecure and content about the future, they tend to brood about what might have been.

I want to tell you what it was really like to think death is imminent, but I can't. It's a taste in your mouth. And an emptiness.

I longed to be bright and most certainly never was. I was rather hopeless, I suspect.

I do not write often now - not for want of something to say, but from a loathing of all I see and hear. Why dwell upon it?

Dread, which is closely related to fear, steals the ability to enjoy ordinary life and makes people anxious about the future. It keeps them from looking forward to the next day, the next month, or the next decade.

You know that day after day of, Oh God what am I going to do with myself feeling? The fear of the emptiness that it implies keeps me going.

When desire dies, fear is born.

I grew up as this very carefree, happy kid then things turned darker for me. Maybe it was because I saw that the world wasn't as happy a place as I had hoped it would be for me.

Not being happy really is my fear.

I always wished for this, but it's almost turning into more of a nightmare than a dream.

I found, when I left, that there were others who felt the same way. We'd meet, they'd come and seek me out, we'd talk about the future. And I found that their depression and pessimism was every bit as acute as mine.

When you are desperate, it's usually because of fear.

My dark secrets are life threatening. Pockets of unhappiness set in aspic that build and build. I have this primitive feeling that if something good happens, it is going to be followed by something bad. There is always a price to pay.

I will show you fear in a handful of dust.