Clive Sinclair Quotes

You do not defend a world that is already lost.

I was just tired of losing... Life was passing me by.

Everything I have done has been wasted. In another 20 years France will be dead.

If. A two-letter word for futility.

I know there are certain things that I just can't win.

Ain't no use jiving, ain't no use joking, everything is broken.

It took me less than half a lifetime to realize that regret is one of the few guaranteed certainties. Sooner or later everything is touched by it, despite our naive and senseless hope that just this time we will be spared its cold hand on our heart.

Bad things are not the worst things that can happen to us. Nothing is the worst thing that can happen to us!

Loss of hope rather than loss of life is what decides the issues of war. But helplessness induces hopelessness.

I think the suicides in my first book came from the idea of growing up in Detroit. If you grow up in a city like that you feel everything is perishing, evanescent and going away very quickly.

Nobody likes a child to die or losing an election.

I don't have any illusions anymore. The illusion that rock 'n' roll could change anything - I don't believe that. I've changed.

It seems as if life and hope must cease together.

Hope is a tease designed to prevent us from accepting reality.

Here, everything is tragic through and through, and the will, that fain would shape a world according to its wish, at last can reach no greater satisfaction than the breaking of itself in dignified annulment.

The upside of a downward spiral into despair and defeat in young adulthood is that pretty early on, I was forced to face not only the foolish things I had done but also the stark realization that there was likely no end to what I was capable of doing.

I shall never come to the Punjab again; it is such a hopeless place.

You're going to lose eventually. It doesn't matter who you are.

When you want something desperately and you lose it, no matter how hard you try to get yourself motivated, it's always difficult.

It makes you not believe in anything, when you do every single thing you can do right, and then there's still some way to mess it up.

I've lost a lot. I'm tired of it. It's not fun.

There is something shameful about the death of a play. It does not die with pity, but contempt.

I was too green to know that all cynicism masks a failure to cope - an impotence, in short; and that to despise all effort is the greatest effort of all.

Hope is a punishable offense. The verdict is always death; one more death of the heart.

Death is the ultimate disappointment