George Bernard Shaw Quotes

Why doesn't that Devil take me with him? It would be much better with him than it is here.

I have been to hell and back. I have seen the edge. I have seen the dark side of life.

Life is absolutely unbearable. And we're going to die.

We are all created to be miserable, and that we all know it, and all invent means of deceiving each other. And when one sees the truth, what is one to do?

We might as well die as to go on living like this.

Life is absolutely horrific, leading up to absolute horror.

They'll take everything, even your tears.

The world is a heartbreaking place, without any question.

I guess lyrically they're similar because they're talking about escaping the kind of misery that likes company. 'The Last One Alive,' for me, is very simple. It's just about alienation, really, that causes anger.

We are doomed to cling to a life even while we find it unendurable.

The ending is one of my blackest, utterly without hope of any sort.

The world is always terrible.

If I was to say I had a life, that would be a lie.

I'd like a drink. I desire to forget life. Life is a hideous invention by somebody I don't know. It doesn't last, and it's good for nothing. You break your neck simply living.

Suddenly, I viddied what I had to do, and what I had wanted to do, and that was to do myself in; to snuff it, to blast off for ever out of this wicked, cruel world. One moment of pain perhaps and, then, sleep forever, and ever and ever.

A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace, flamed; yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Serv'd only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all; but torture without end.

I should like to know which is worse: to be ravished a hundred times by pirates, and have a buttock cut off, and run the gauntlet of the Bulgarians, and be flogged and hanged in an auto-da-fe, and be dissected, and have to row in a galley -- in short, to undergo all the miseries we have each of us suffered -- or simply to sit here and do nothing?' That is a hard question,' said Candide.

I wash my hands, wonder how an awful day could turn even worse. It seems like at some point you'd just run out of awful.

The Hollywood sirens are shrieking, while down some search lit alley runs some lost belief.

In a world that's ugly and a lie, it's hard to even want to try.

Life ain't fair. It ain't. Not never. It's pointless and stupid and there's only suffering and pain and people who want to hurt you. You can't love nothing or no one cuz it'll all be taken away or ruined and you'll be left alone and constantly having to fight, constantly having to run just to stay alive.

Any system which says, This is a rotten world, wait for the next, give up, do nothing, succumb--that may be the basic Lie and if we participate in believing it and acting (or rather not acting) on it we involve ourselves in the Lie and suffer dreadfully... which only reinforces that particular Lie.

Either give me your hand, or end it now, and put us both out of our misery

Hell is life drying up.