Quotes About Desolation

Despite the enormous evening sky spreading over most of the canvas, its moon no more than a tarnished coin, dull and flat, in a devalued currency; despite the trees, so dark themselves, stretching upward like supplicants, utterly leafless; despite what could be a face, rinsed of feeling, aimed in their direction, the two small figures at the bottom of this picture glow bravely in their carnival clothes, as if the whole darkening world were dimming its lights for a party.

Come! our world is done: For all the witchery of the world is fled, And lost all wanton wisdom long since won.

It's an apathy so absolute that it's like a hole you might fall in.

She felt a terrible hollowness open up inside her, a sense that she was all alone, that she had in fact always been all alone, that the corners of her life were folding in and folding in, and that there was nothing she could do about it.

She felt a terrible hollowness open up insider her, a sense that she was all alone, that she had in fact always been all alone, that the corners of her life were folding in and folding in and that there was nothing she could do about it.

Sleeplessness is a desert without vegetation or inhabitants.

Le teníamos un miedo horrible porque sabíamos que estaba solo.

Aside from the fruit basket, the room was as empty as the inside of Dexter on the shelf marked SOUL.

Tis only those who have never heard a shot, never heard the shriek and groans of the wounded or lacerated…that cry aloud for more blood, more vengeance, more desolation.

Pay no attention to the terrors that visit you in the night. The psyche is at its lowest ebb then, unable to defend itself. The desolation that envelops you feels like truth, but isn't. It's just mental fatigue masquerading as insight.

Only the Lisbon house remained dark, a tunnel, an emptiness, past our smoke and flames.

Dust balls lined the steps. A half-eaten sandwich sat atop the landing where someone had felt too sad to finish it.

A természet sem tudott megvigasztalni. A külvilág véget ért. Bárhová is mentem volna, mindenütt csak magammal találkozom.

Pay no attention to the terrors that visit you in the night. The psyche is at its lowest ebb then, unable to defend itself. The desolation that envelops you feels like truth, but isn't. It's just mental fatigue masquerading as insight.

ruined chimneys rose above masses of broken bricks

The sky was different, without color, taut and unforgiving. But the water was the most unforgiving thing, nearly black at times, cold enough, I knew, to kill me, violent enough to break me apart. The waves were immense, battering rocky beaches without sand. The farther I went, the more desolate it became, more than any place I'd been, but for this very reason the landscape drew me, claimed me as nothing had in a long time.

Forget sex or politics or religion, loneliness is the subject that clears out a room.

The flame of love is now just a cold loneliness.

There's nothing left holy in the world for you. Herods!

Wisconsin was covered several inches deep in snow -- very beautiful, with light ice-floes on the lakes and rivers, and the bare trees and tall grasses like brown feathers against the snow. As the sun set it was reflected in the ice-covered lakes and the light snow -- but all the same I'm glad that most of my [lecture] tour has been in summer and autumn weather. As soon as winter comes there is an extraordinary effect of desolation in these miles upon miles of uninhabited prairies and hills.

The desert is a place of bones, where the innards are turned out, to desiccate into dust.

a companion had seemed unnecessary fuel when her body still burned at the core, waiting to ignite. But now, with the wind blowing icicles through her [Kit] veins, it felt like she, too, was in the grave. All her nuclear energy had been snuffed like a match between the night's icy fingers.

In winter there is no heat, no light, no noon, evening touches morning, there is fog, and mist, the window is frosted, and you cannot see clearly. The sky is but the mouth of a cave. The whole day is the cave.... Frightful season! Winter changes into stone the water of heaven and the heart of man.

There is nothing more alone than being in a car at night in the rain.