Emotional Death Quotes

Something’s died in me,” she goes. “It took a long time for it to do it, but it’s dead. You’ve killed something, just like you’d took an axe to it. Everything is dirt now.

One common fate we both must prove; You die with envy, I with love.

The first time I fell in love, I was in my 20s, and I loved someone right till I was 31. And then I felt that emotion died within me. I wasn't feeling alive at all.

Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.

Sometimes I wonder if he wasn't born dead. I never met a man who was less interested in the living. Sometimes I think that's the trouble with the world: too many people in high places who are stone-cold dead.

Nicias, do you think you can erase with good deeds the wrongs you committed against your mother? What good deed will ever reach her? Her soul is a scorching noon time, without a single breath of a breeze, nothing moves, nothing changes, nothing lives there; a great emaciated sun, an immobile sun eternally consumes her.

Don't feel bad when I die; I've been dead for a long time.

And indeed when we are no longer in love with women whom we meet after many years, is there not the abyss of death between them and ourselves, just as much as if they were no longer of this world, since the fact that we are no longer in love makes the people that they were or the person that we were then as good as dead?

When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time.

When you break up, your whole identity is shattered. It's like death.

A joke is an epigram on the death of a feeling.

There's nothing deader than a dead love.

It is love itself that is important -- the ability to love, no matter whom you love. For when you can no longer love anyone, you are no longer a living person. The heart dies if it loses the capacity to love.

THE HEART'S DEAD ARE NEVER BURIED.

Indeed, she often wondered if she were dead, or dying from the inside out, and that was the root of her calm, the reason she could surrender her character.

It'll leave you feeling hollow and helpless, and there is where you'll stay. Ain't it funny child, love sometimes leaves you as dead as yesterday.

When the doctors came they said she had died of heart disease - of joy that kills.

When a man has lost all happiness, he's not alive. Call him a breathing corpse.

That for which we find words is something already dead in our hearts.

The Soul is shriveled up and buried in a grave that does not love.

The avarice of the miser may be termed the grand sepulchral of all his other passions, as they successively decay.

We live by encouragement and die without it - slowly, sadly and angrily.

Afraid of decision, I buried my finer feelings in the depths of my heart and they died there.

When my dad died, it was as if my mum died, too.