Quotes About Suffocation

like a bad lobster in a dark cellar.

L'amour, tu vois, c'est comme l'oxygène, si on en manque trop longtemps on finit par en mourir. Tu m'as tellement aimée en quelques mois que j'ai eu des réserves d'amour pendant des années. Grâce à elles, j'ai pu affronter beaucoup de choses, mais j'arrive au bout de mes réserves, Martin.

Vedi, l'amore è come l'ossigeno, se ci manca per troppo tempo finiamo per morirne. Tu in quei pochi mesi mi hai amato talmente tanto che ho avuto una riserva d'amore per anni e anni. Grazia a essa ho potuto affrontare molte cose, ma ormai sento di aver esaurito la scorta, Martin.»

It was as if a boa constrictor had wrapped itself around my torso and was squeezing me into the shape of a meal.

Going under the water and staying under the water for periods of time gives me claustrophobia.

The No filled the whole air of the house. Every time she breathed in she breathed in that No.

you love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket. And there I will die smothered.

And looking ahead, the prospect of her life made her feel as if she were buried alive.

When you thought you were drowning, what did you desire most?" The man gasped, "Air." Back came Buddha's reply, "When you want salvation as much as you wanted air, then you will get it.

He is very careful and loving, and hardly lets me stir without special direction. I have a schedule prescription for each hour in the day; he takes all care from me, and so I feel basely ungrateful not to value it more.

At first, she bucked like a wild stag beneath me, and she tried to scream, but the pillow did a good job of muffling her voice.  Before long, the bucking stopped, and my wife's corpse, blue without oxygen, appeared below me like a hideous phantom.

What, in all the world , could I do to earn my living and still live as myself, as I knew myself to be. Temporary masks, I knew, had their place; everyone was wearing them, they were the human rage; but not masks cemented in place until the wearer could not breathe and was eventually suffocated.

Too often new ideas are studied and analyzed until they are suffocated.

Rescue someone unwilling to look after himself, and he will cling to you like a dangerous illness.

his love was too much for him, he felt paralyzed, he wanted to sleep inside her lungs and breathe her blood and be smothered.

Hot.  Tropical, damp climates always made the skin sticky and hot.  Feverishly so.  Sometimes, I thought my very flesh would melt and hang from my bones like Spanish moss.  In Paris I whirled in lightness and freedom . . . flinging the past away until I felt cool and alive again.  But . . . the oppression came back, didn't it?  I shivered, it still held me down, sucked my breath away.

You make me feel like a firefly. Trapped in a belljar; starved for love.

Her heart beat as if it would suffocate her. She had kept her promise bravely. The whole story of her life, from the time of the home-wreck at Combe-Raven to the time when she had destroyed the Secret Trust in her sister's presence, had been all laid before him. Nothing that she had done, nothing even that she had thought, had been concealed from his knowledge.

In a fleshly Tomb, I am Buried above ground.

There is the heat, which clots the air around her and stops up her pores and her eyes and ears

I was forced to face the truth. Ram no longer cared for me. Or if he did, it was pushed deep down inside him, suffocated by kingship. And since the children came from my body and were subject to the same gossip and doubts, he couldn't afford to care for them either.

The sunken place, right? That's where I was. The place where nobody can touch you or hear you scream.

You spoilt, pathetic bitch. I'm not going to be there for you any more, Hephzibah, not in the way you want me to be. Do you understand that? Whatever is given to you is never enough. You want to take away bigger and bigger pieces of me until there's nothing left. You do that to everyone. You wanted to keep me here, like a prisoner, a slave, didn't you? But you can't. It's over.

You're trapped both ways. You do as you are told and you do things that you think will make you big, but all the time you're shrinking.