Quotes About Emptiness

Frances wanted the whole world to die.

Todos los días eran iguales para ellos, porque estaban tan solos que nada les estorbaba

Even now, missing Earth, he felt sympathy only for those aboard Gypsy, those orphaned, damaged, disaffected, dispossessed, Aspergerish souls whose anger at that great abstraction, The World, was more truly an anger at all those fortunate enough to be unlike them. We were all so young. How can you be so young, and so hungry for, and yet so empty of life?

Or maybe there was no one there at all and you'd gone out so no matter how hard I shouted there was no one there.

Platitudes or otherwise, there were no words to ease the agony of living.

Only Gracie knew what it was like to wake up at night and feel how cold sheets can get on the empty side of a bed.

Mattie felt drained, as though someone had stood her on her head and poured her entire heart and soul right out of her body.

Instead of blue skies and sunshine, there are grey clouds and endless rain that seeps into your bones, your soul.

Nothing is left of me Each time I see her

Truth is, something that I thought was perfect was taken away from me, and I never wanted perfect again. I wanted middle of the road, stuff I didn't care about so that I couldn't lose anything I really loved ever again.

Her best friend was gone and nobody understood that no amount of makeup, fresh air or shopping was going to fill the hole in her heart.

Empty words almost echo within themselves

nobody understood that no amount of makeup, fresh air or shopping was going to fill the hole in her heart.

But even in her laughter there was something missing. She never seemed to be truly happy; she just seemed to be passing time while she waited for something else. She was tired of just existing; she wanted to live.

I feel now like I'm living in a goldfish bowl and all I can see and hear from every window in my home is you. You, you, you.

I lost something that I thought defined me and I felt like a shell of a person. Instead of trying to get it back, I had to figure out why I couldn't be whole all by myself.

She never seemed to be truly happy; she just seemed to be passing time till she waited for something else. She was tired of just existing; she wanted to live.

hundreds of butts in piles on the ground to mark the spot, their lives sucked out of them by their users in panicked distressed frenzy, their souls floating around the insides of lungs while their outsides were dropped, stamped on and deserted

The older i got, the taller i got, the more that hole within me stretched until it was gaping throughout my adult life, like a wide eyed jaw-dropping fish on ice...

She was tired of just existing; she wanted to live. But what was the point in living when there was no life in it.

The heart knew that something was missing and it was having to work extra hard to make up for it.

she'd learned that the more people there were, the lonelier she felt.

Holly just felt as though she was missing a vital organ from her body.

But in reality the old man did not leave an empty life, because it was filled to the brim with the ghost of his past.