Elizabeth Gilbert Quotes

I can hear him weeping but I don't care. They probably won't even bother to question her, she's so far gone. Gone right off the deep end years ago in her Games. There's a good chance I'm headed in the same direction. Maybe I'm already going crazy and no one has the heart to tell me. I feel crazy enough.

I don't like bad feelings gnawing away at me.

It is the sweetest spring within the memory of man. So green, so mild, so beautiful! Ah, what a contrast between nature without and my own soul so torn with doubt and terror!

When I left home, I was going to ride around a little while and then go to my mom's. As I rode and rode and rode, I felt even more anxiety coming upon me about not wanting to live.

I never will have peace of mind. I'm not constructed that way. Some things in life can be horrible.

A man who fears suffering is already suffering from what he fears.

I want to go home at night and feel discomfort.

I was an emotional basket case.

I can't imagine that anybody is as screwed up as I am.

We can never flee the misery that is within us.

I'm very emotional; I think I may go mad in several years' time.

I remember one day sitting at the pool and suddenly the tears were streaming down my cheeks. Why was I so unhappy? I had success. I had security. But it wasn't enough. I was exploding inside.

The root of the problem I have is anxiety, and it's all derived from something - I'm just going to say it, some kind of sadness. It manifests in so many different ways and it affects people differently.

I don't watch my own films very often. I become so jittery and ready to cry... and miserable. I think it's awful.

I've never had a person come to me and say, 'I want to take down this person.' They come and say, 'I need help. This thing is killing me. It's weighing me down. It's sitting in the pit of my stomach.'

My 30s were a nightmare because I was so uncomfortable. If I could have unzipped myself and stepped out of my body, I would have done.

Bullying made me feel insecure, alone, ugly, powerless, and hopeless at times.

I feel hurt and pain times a million, all the time.

I hit my head against the wall because I don't want to know all the terrible things that I know about. I don't want to feel all these wretched things, but they're in me already. If I don't get rid of them, I'm not ever going to feel anything else.

A fretful fancy is constantly flinging its possessor into gratuitous tophets.

Melancholy is the nurse of frenzy.

When I'm in pain and grief and despair, my throat is clenched and my heart hurts.

The gloom encroaches upon my mind, and my heart flutters like a bird held fast in a fist.

Fear is not a disease of the body; fear kills the soul.

Unhappiness was my god.