Quotes About Desolation

Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the worst poverty of all.

Lonely people move in the void of nonsense.

You are immersed in an abundance of endless emptiness, where you become more and more confused and this leads you to madness.

Es imposible dominar todos los temores y las pérdidas con antelación. Siempre hay fuentes de desolación que no se toman en consideración porque nadie sabe cuáles serán.

Once, he'd used it in song, but the songs in his heart had gone silent long ago, and he knew that one day so would his voice. A man with nothing inside him eventually had nothing to say.

There's not much left inside me, Max" Sometimes, all she heard were echoes.

Skin chilling, she realized he had no more in him.

restaurants and shops close and it becomes a ghost town"—their words of warning only made the sisters

Twenty-four hours ago, this had been a place where people lived, worked and planned for the future. Now it was a scene of carnage.

My desolation was that no one knew me and I did not know myself. My family's life was my life. I knew nothing else. I was clothed, fed, given a bed to sleep in, encouraged to marry early and rich, and loved in a generic way -- I was "the big one," which meant the older and my sister was the 'little one" --but no one spoke to me, no one explained anything.

He felt like a bottle that is being slowly filled with warm, dirty warter.

It was very sad under the trees. Although spring was well advanced, in the deep shade there was nothing but death-rotten leaves, gray and white fungi, and over everything a funeral hush.

He felt like an empty bottle that is being slowly filled with warm, dirty water.

It is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom. Each, in its utmost development, supposes a high degree of intimacy and heart-knowledge; each renders one individual dependent for the food of his affections and spiritual life upon another; each leaves the passionate lover, or the no less passionate hater, forlorn and desolate by the withdrawal of his object.

The place was a mausoleum. Anna was reminded of Great Expectations, of the old woman in her decaying wedding dress presiding over a feast long go eaten by mice and worms.

Sono tutti morti. Sono tutti morti e vivono in buchi come questo. E in uno ci sono io. Tutti quanti. Il mondo è un posto pieno di buchi dove dentro ci sono i morti. E anche la luna è una palla tutta piena di buchi e dentro ci sono altri morti.

The situation worsened when they arrived at Cadiz, because there was nothing for them there.

Feeling nothing is worse than feeling anything else. I

Hild looked at the hot spark and flicker of her carnelians and pretended they were coals. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been warm. Couldn't even remember when she'd eaten something hot.

En los subterráneos del alma, como en los desvanes de las casas viejas, no se encuentran sino ratones muertos entre muebles rotos.

Loneliness: there is no organ that can take it all.

The human feelings, which had never been very deep in him, grew shallower every hour, and every day something more dropped away from the decrepit wreck.

Así desapareció un ser humano que nunca tuvo quién lo amparara, a quien nadie había querido y que jamás interesó a nadie

So many evils by Satan's prince will be committed that almost the entire world will find itself undone and desolated. Before these events, many rare birds will cry in the air, 'Now! Now!" and sometime later will vanish