Literary notes about Despair (AI summary)
In literature, despair is often deployed to underscore protagonists’ emotional crises or the grim fate of environments on the brink of ruin. It appears both as a sudden, overwhelming internal collapse—as when a character’s frustration materializes into a complete loss of hope [1] [2]—and as an enduring condition that casts a pall over entire settings, highlighting decay or stagnation [3] [4]. At times, despair is a transient state that propels dramatic actions, with characters confronting seemingly insurmountable obstacles or resigning themselves to inevitable misfortune [5] [6]. In other works, however, it becomes a counterpoint to hope, illuminating the tension between darkness and the possibility of redemption [7] [8], thus serving as a vital thematic tool that enriches narrative depth and underscores the human condition.
- I am going on my way, and I advise you not to hinder me, lest in my despair I come back and burn your house about your ears.”
— from The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, 1725-1798. Complete by Giacomo Casanova - In despair Mr. Prohartchin tried to speak, to scream, but his voice failed him.
— from White Nights and Other Stories by Fyodor Dostoyevsky - “The result, then, of six more such months as this would be to reduce the third-rate house to despair.”
— from The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas and Auguste Maquet - In the kitchen reigned confusion and despair.
— from Little Women by Louisa May Alcott - He fell into despair and saw no other means except speedy flight.
— from Pan Tadeusz; or, The last foray in Lithuania by Adam Mickiewicz - “Oh, if there were someone,” he looked round in despair.
— from The possessed : by Fyodor Dostoyevsky - “It is a ray of light in the darkness, a shade between sadness and despair, showing the possibility of consolation.”
— from War and Peace by graf Leo Tolstoy - Rely, therefore, on your hopes; and if these friends are good and amiable, do not despair.’
— from Frankenstein; Or, The Modern Prometheus by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley