Dee Hock Quotes

Positive wish: 'The sun will come out tomorrow.' Negative reality: 'Yeah, and it will flash brand-new daylight on the same old mess unless something is done to clean it up.

No matter how cynical you become, it's never enough to keep up.

Are we not all desperate one way or another?

In politics, optimists always trump pessimists.

Oh my God. My God. It’s all over.

Do you understand, sir, do you understand what it means when you have absolutely nowhere to turn?" Marmeladov's question came suddenly into his mind "for every man must have somewhere to turn.

We always hope, and in all things it is better to hope than to despair.

try to enjoy myself when I can - I'll be miserable enough as it is.

I'm on my knees begging, please come and save me.

Impossible is just an opinion.

Folly ends where genuine hope begins.

I couldn't survive my own pessimism if I didn't have some kind of sunny little dream.

the cynic is a coward. He foresees all barrenness so that barrenness can never surprise him.

The whole thing is quite hopeless, so it's no good worrying about tomorrow. It probably won't come.

There is nothing like despair to make one throw oneself upon the gods.

I've never thought there was anything I could hope to get by praying for it.

A man devoid of hope and conscious of being so has ceased to belong to the future.

Everywhere I looked life seemed to be full of problems and they were just going to go on and on. It was never going to get any better.

It would be hard to get worse. I had only one direction to go.

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

And nothing to look backward to with pride, and nothing to look forward to with hope.

we know that our world is corrupt and diseased but we're tired of being cynical and feeling helpless. What the hell, tilt at a windmill.

Philosophy seems to me on the whole a rather hopeless business.

I assumed that everything would lead to complete failure, but I decided that didn't matter – that would be my life.

Until the day when, your endurance gone, in this world for you without arms, you catch up in yours the first mangy cur you meet, carry it for the time needed for it to love it and you it, then throw it away.