Stephenie Meyer Quotes

I've always had a weakness for lost causes once they're really lost.

You're chasing the dragon, you're chasing the high. A bird with one wing, who's still trying to fly.

There is no such thing as a lost cause, because there is no such thing as a gained cause

You won’t arrive. It is an endless search.

Plough not the seas, sow not the sands,Leave off your idle pain;Seek other mistress for your minds,Love's service is in vain.

So we gave up. I'd finally had enough of chasing after a ghost who did not want to be seen. We'd failed, maybe, but some mysteries aren't meant to be solved.

I can't do anything else. So if this falls through, I'm screwed.

It takes some serious mental gymnastics to think of the Confederacy only as a romantic lost cause.

All hope of remedy is considered vain

The only lost cause is one we give up on before we enter the struggle.

What was lost was lost. There was no retrieving it, however you schemed, no returning to how things were, no going back.

I have few illusions: the cause is lost in advance. As for me, I do my part, which is to drag a fairly drab existence to its conclusion.

You know me, I love lost causes.

Well, we lost it, and that’s all there is to that.

Where does a man go when there are no more corners to turn, when he's running out of hope, out of luck, out of time?

I felt a constant, low-flying desperation, the kind you feel when you are trying, trying, trying to get something you will never, ever get.

Always retain the ability to walk away, without sentimentality, from a situation that felt unmanageable. That was a basic rule of survival. Don't lift a finger for a lost cause.

The feeling of being halfway through a show and just realizing that there's nothing you can do to save it - it's a horrible feeling.

There's a fascination frantic in a ruin that's romantic.

To seek these things is lost labour; Geese in an oyle pot, fat Hogs among Jews, and Wine in a fishing net.

I search but never find, hurt but never cry I work and forever try but I'm cursed, so never mind.

What we wish upon the future is very often the image of some lost, imagined past.

We only know how to lose and be lost.

What can it matter to me, that I succeed or fail ? The undertaking is none of mine, if they want me to succeed I'll fail, and vice versa, so as not to be rid of my tormentors.