Examples of using "Désespoir" in a sentence and their english translations:
The student gave himself up to despair.
It was a cry of despair.
You left me in despair.
It was a cry of despair.
I was often seized by despair.
- He cried bitter tears of despair.
- He was crying bitter tears of despair.
The bishop took pity on the desperate immigrants.
This situation brought him to the brink of despair.
"Sole hope to vanquished men of safety is despair."
Defeated, the ex-champion fell into the abyss of despair
Let us express man's despair in the face of the absurdity of existence.
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation.
She was in despair when her husband died.
Despair drove him to attempt suicide.
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation.
is the level of desperation I hear in people's voices.
Without lies truth would perish of despair and boredom.
There's no such thing as a perfect sentence. Just as there's no such thing as perfect despair.
Except, for the first time, it didn't fill me with despair.
There's no such thing as a perfect sentence. Just as there's no such thing as perfect despair.
There's no such thing as a perfect sentence. Just as there's no such thing as perfect despair.
We arrived at that plan out of pure desperation, but the book sold well.
Such was their desperation that hundreds, if not thousands of Imperial soldiers jumped
out of guilt or despair, or less plausibly, was murdered by French royalist agents.
I look around for comrades; none are near. / Some o'er the battlements leapt headlong, some / sank fainting in the flames; the final hour was come.
Don't give in to despair just because you didn't get into the college that was at the top of your wish-list.
There, roof and pinnacle the Dardans tear – / death standing near – and hurl them on the foe, / last arms of need, the weapons of despair; / and gilded beams and rafters down they throw, / ancestral ornaments of days ago.
But when Anchises' ancient home I gain, / my father, he, whom first, with loving care, / I sought and, heedful of my mother, fain / in safety to the neighbouring hills would bear, / disdains Troy's ashes to outlive and wear / his days in banishment.
"As, scared the Phrygian ranks to see, / confused, unarmed, amid the gazing throng, / he stood, 'Alas! what spot on earth or sea / is left,' he cried, 'to shield a wretch like me, / whom Dardans seek in punishment to kill, / and Greeks disown?'"
When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs, a new sense of common purpose. Yes, we can.
"Dost thou for this, dear mother, me through fire / and foeman safely to my home restore; / to see Creusa, and my son and sire / each foully butchered in the other's gore, / and Danaans dealing slaughter at the door?"
And when the hourglass has run out, the hourglass of temporality, when the noise of secular life has grown silent and its restless or ineffectual activism has come to an end, when everything around you is still, as it is in eternity, then eternity asks you and every individual in these millions and millions about only one thing: whether you have lived in despair or not.