J. R. R. Tolkien Quotes

You know, if my life was a horse, I’d shoot it. (Susan)

I feel like dying when I'm helpless

The truth is that I feel totally helpless, or totally inconsolable, to be more honest. I’m not trying to hide it, but it’s something you’re not to worry about.

There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl.

If I cry, it's because I'm very angry and I can't do anything about it because I've run into a dead end. That's when the tears would come down.

I cry sometimes. I get very upset.

My pain is constant and sharp...this confession has meant nothing

I want to cry because something terrible happened, and I saw it, and I could not see a way to mend it.

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.

No” Daniel cried “ No, no, no” Luce’s heart ached as he tore at his hair, spun in circle and let his wings bloom out to their full size.

I really did not feel okay about any of this, and there was really nothing I could do about any of it.

Oh God, what's wrong with me? Why does nothing ever work out?

In Ronan's hand, the mask was as thin as a sheet of paper, still warm from Adam's gasped breaths. Orphan Girl buried her face in his side, her body shaking with sobs. Her tiny voice was muffled: "Tollerere me a hic, tollerere me a hic..." Take me away from here, take me away from here.

Sometimes I feel that life has passed me by... Do you ever feel that way, Charlie Brown?" "I feel that it has knocked me down and walked all over me!

Oh would I were dead now, Or up in my bed now, To cover my head now, And have a good cry!

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

I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.

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.

A reprisal of this magnitude... has never been carried out before. I paced back and forth in my room perplexed and completely depressed, feeling helpless.

I cry all the time.

There is only one thing I want. I would like to be seriously ill, and to hear nothing more about him for at least a week. Why doesn't something happen to me? Why do I have to go through all this? If only I had never set eyes on him!

These hands which stretch out, implore, beg, then rise to the head in a gesture of calamity.

Sad Patience, too near neighbour to despair.

Depression begins with disappointment. When disappointment festers in our soul, it leads to discouragement.