Sentences with phrase «without despair»

Here are 15 traits of a healthy relationship: Partners can manage conflict and differences without despair or threats.

Both members of the relationship can manage conflict and differences without despair or threats.

Only then I can also make you guys believe that yes you should invest in it without any despair.

unlike before, you laid the paintings on the floor without anger, without despair, and poured the burning hot lead on them.

Camus» texts describe the joys and complexities of liminality, of being in an ambiguous, indeterminate space, and emphasize the romantic paradox of human existence that «there can be no love of life without despair of life.»

However, the auto - resolve option allows gamers to continue having fun with movement strategy without the despair of getting beat down during every skirmish.

There are those, Bonhoeffer says, who can make it today without God and without despair and guilt.

If the former, who can admit it without despair?

Only to whatever fulfils our being can we give ourselves without despair.

Without hunger how would I know hospitality Without thirst how would I know satisfaction Without hate how would I know love Without despair how would I know hope Without disease how would I know health Without poverty how would I know wealth Without suffering how would I know prosperity Without death how would I know life Without a devil how would I know God because Without a cross there is no Christ.

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Our hope was to get honest (but polite) feedback to help us improve the product without being thrown into a pit of despair before we even launched.

This is possible to be happening, given that the traditional financial industry, kept in itself, without being able to see that there are new ways of doing transactions, until the idea of money created by the blockchain - bitcoin technology emerged, this left the industry on the verge of despair.

Personally, I would feel a lot more despair without God.

If someone found out their spouse was cheating, and in that first moment, without grief, despair or anger, simply recited that line and «forgave» them — you'd think they were faking it, didn't really love the cheating spouse anyways, or was a sociopath (or some combination thereof).

And certainly, without access to resources of patience and compassion beyond one's normal human endowment, most of us would have to face life with no more than a stoic despair.

Buber has said that the modern age is dominated by a Paulinism without grace — we are overwhelmed by alienation, despair and guilt, but we know nothing of Paul's celebration of faith, hope, and love.

And when these impressions were past, all day long without respite I suffered an incurable and intolerable desolation, verging on despair.

The crucial religious experiences of man do not take place in a sphere in which creative energy operates without contradiction, but in a sphere in which evil and good, despair and hope, the power of destruction and the power of rebirth, dwell side by side.

On the contrary, one who without affectation says that he is in despair is after all a little bit nearer, a dialectical step nearer to being cured than all those who are not regarded and do not regard themselves as being in despair.

Every human existence which is not conscious of itself as spirit, or conscious of itself before God as spirit, every human existence which is not thus grounded transparently in God but obscurely reposes or terminates in some abstract universality (state, nation, etc.), or in obscurity about itself takes its faculties merely as active powers, without in a deeper sense being conscious whence it has them, which regards itself as an inexplicable something which is to be understood from without — every such existence, whatever it accomplishes, though it be the most amazing exploit, whatever it explains, though it were the whole of existence, however intensely it enjoys life aesthetically — every such existence is after all despair.

If one would have a common name for this despair, one might call it Stoicism — yet without thinking only of this philosophic sect.

First, in consciousness of himself: for to despair about the eternal is impossible without having a conception about the sell, that there is something eternal in it, or that it has had something eternal in it.

It is impossible to represent truly this sort of despair without a certain admixture of satire.

So in the case of the immediate man when he is in despair it is impossible to represent him truly without a touch of the comic; it is, if I may say so, a clever trick to talk in this jargon about a self and about despair.

That can lead to despair, which literally means without hope, and even to self - destruction.

But precisely this is the common situation (as the physician of souls will doubtless concede), that the majority of men live without being thoroughly conscious that they are spiritual beings — and to this is referable all the security, contentment with life, etc., etc., which precisely is despair.

No despair is entirely without defiance: in fact defiance is implied in the very expression, «Not to will to be.»

And, oh, when the hour - glass has run out, the hourglass of time, when the noise of worldliness is silenced, and the restless or the ineffectual busyness comes to an end, when everything is still about thee as it is in eternity — whether thou wast man or woman, rich or poor, dependent or independent, fortunate or unfortunate, whether thou didst bear the splendor of the crown in a lofty station, or didst bear only the labor and heat of the day in an inconspicuous lot; whether thy name shall be remembered as long as the world stands (and so was remembered as long as the world stood), or without a name thou didst cohere as nameless with the countless multitude; whether the glory which surrounded thee surpassed all human description, or the judgment passed upon thee was the most severe and dishonoring human judgement can pass — eternity asks of thee and of every individual among these million millions only one question, whether thou hast lived in despair or not, whether thou wast in despair in such a way that thou didst not know thou wast in despair, or in such a way that thou didst hiddenly carry this sickness in thine inward parts as thy gnawing secret, carry it under thy heart as the fruit of a sinful love, or in such a way that thou, a horror to others, didst rave in despair.

But without pursuing the thought to this extremest point, we here merely call attention to the fact that, although the degree of consciousness as to what despair is may be very various, so also may be the degree of consciousness touching one's own condition, the consciousness that it is despair.

And yet he continues to hold to God, and this is his only happiness, for him it would be the greatest horror to have to do without God, «it would be enough to drive one to despair»; and yet he permits himself commonly, but perhaps unconsciously, to poetize.

Chapter 14 is a word of consolation to the disciples facing the loss of their Lord; their security must be firmly based so that they can face the coming events without fear or despair, and so that they can serve the Lord in his absence.

Both expressions in combination are in turn the expression for the fact that despair does not come from without but from within.

Without new laws, she said, «we are condemning more of God's children to desolate despair and gut - wrenching tragedy.»

Proposition 6: Proclamation of the Gospel... the Church... must be missionary (cf Evangelii Nuntiandi, 14; CCC, 851)... [involving] the proclamation of his life and of the paschal mystery of his passion, death, resurrection and glorification [to those who] have become vain in their reasonings and... [those] living and dying in this world without God, [who] are exposed to final despair.

His only comfort was that each time when he felt himself on the brink of despair he heard, «O Muhammad, you are the messenger of God, and I am Gabriel,» but without hearing the message he so ardently expected.

I do not intend to close on an eristically apologetic note; i.e., «See, oh moderns, how even the greatest genius of our age saw that the only reasonable response to the human dilemma without Christ is despair.»

Thus the moral life receives from agape that which is essential to its integrity, the transcendant dimension in which the limits of our ethical justification can be confessed without our falling into nihilism and despair.

In spite of the unquestionable fact that saints of the once - born type exist, that there may be a gradual growth in holiness without a cataclysm; in spite of the obvious leakage (as one may say) of much mere natural goodness into the scheme of salvation; revivalism has always assumed that only its own type of religious experience can be perfect; you must first be nailed on the cross of natural despair and agony, and then in the twinkling of an eye be miraculously released.

One thing I have been thinking of since I wrote, and which this comment of yours is helping me to articulate — for me, the process of walking through despair, hopelessness and overwhelming and frightening circumstances and choosing to trust God in those places whether or not one external thing changes, that is part of helping me walk without bitterness.

A few of the obvious drives that pack us off, daily or weekly or episodically or, for some, in hope, permanently, are fear or even terror in the particular given set of circumstances; the sheer discouragement and exhaustion of facing questions without answer; profound disillusionment — it takes many forms — with the pertinent, prevailing system or systems; deep and bitter contempt for one's own society, bred of the abysmal failure to attain in consistent practice even a semblance of the justice professed and acclaimed; despair — so it was with the college generation of the late sixties — over the formidable obduracy of a political establishment in going its merciless way quite apparently deaf to the cries of anguish of its empathetic and real victims, victims by the tens of millions here and around the world.

Since Christ died for us all without exception, St. Paul said, we must despair of no one.

And it is no good trying to reach the joy without first going through the despair.»

For when hate, and anger, and revenge, and despondency, and melancholy, and despair, and fear of the future, and reliance on the world, and trust in oneself, and pride that infuses itself even into sympathy, and envy that even mingles itself with friendship, and that inclination that may have changed but not for the better: when these dwell m a man — when was it without the deceptive excuse of ignorance?

In a review of the movie, the critic in the sombre New Republic (October 10, 1964) writes,»» A Hard Day's Night» floats above despair and alienation without ever challenging them head - on, but also without ignoring them.»

Without it we invoke the chaos of Genesis, the chaos of modern disenchantment — diseases are named and individuals unnamed in hospitals and clinics; offenders are deprived of their names in courts and jails; the namelessness in workplaces drives people to despair.

No, his despair over sin, and all the more, the more it storms in the passion of expression, whereby without being aware of it in the least he informs against himself when he «never can forgive himself» that he could sin thus (for this sort of talk is pretty nearly the opposite of penitent contrition which prays God for forgiveness)-- this despair is far from being a characteristic of the good, rather it is a more intensive characterization of sin, the intensity of which is a deeper sinking into sin.

His sorrow, his concern, his despair, is selfish (like the dread of sin which at times almost frightens a man into sin) because it is self - love which would like to be proud of itself, like to be without sin — and consolation is what he is least in need of, wherefore also the prodigious quantity of consoling thoughts the physicians of the soul prescribe only make the sickness worse.

I say this because I think I know many ministers who are filled with despair, who are exhausted from too many tasks, who are riding it out in cynicism, or who work ad hoc without much focus on coherence.

If one were to stick to the abstract notion of despair, without thinking of any concrete despairer, one might say that it is an immense advantage.

This self of hers, which, if it had become «his» beloved, she would have been rid of in the most blissful way, or would have lost, this self is now a torment to her when it has to be a self without «him»; this self which would have been to her riches (though in another sense equally in despair) has now become to her a loathsome void, since «he» is dead, or it has become to her an abhorrence, since it reminds her of the fact that she was betrayed.