All chances of happiness are gone from me. Just being with myself is hell all the time anyway.

What the cold light showed me was that my situation was simply unlivable. I wanted, with a desire greater than any desire which I had ever conceived could exist without instantly killing its owner by spontaneous combustion, something which I simply could not have.

I am just a past with no present.

Theo wanted to call him back. But then he thought, oh let him go, there's no mending a fruitless love, it just has to be endured.

It's just that I don't hope any more, I've lost my nerve.

Oh Irina, there's so much life for us.""Is there? I feel I have no life. There's nothing in front of me but a black wall.

I've never had any luck, Brad. I don't even hope for any any more.

I thought it might make him despair of life, but he has despaired anyway.

Her eyes, which refused to meet mine, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.