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To love is to destroy
Soul rotted before my eyes.
What nourishes me, destroys me
Hate is spiritual suicide
To be a human is to be destroyed.
Damnation. Damnable, damned, damningly damnation.
A soul is a thing so impalpable, so often useless and sometimes such a nuisance, that the loss of it disturbed me less than if I had lost my visiting card while taking a walk.
Disgraceful: for the soul to give up when the body is still going strong.
The thought was horrible, yet fascinating.
Soul, what have I to do with you?
It is the taste of forgetting. Of sleep and dreams with no waking. Never to long or yearn, to struggle or hurt or love or desire ever again. And I understand that this is what it truly means to lose your soul.
What was more brutal than loss of hope?
Every action alters the soul of the doer.
Loss is the great unifier, the terrible club to which we all eventually belong.
Thy soul is by vile fear assailed
Real unhappiness is ugly and wounding and scarring to the soul.
Evil surrounding can destroy a Good soul.
Rotting together for eternity, one flesh at the last after a lifetime's mutual loathing.
It's hurting my soul
The soul is an irrational, indivisible equation that perfectly expresses one thing: you. The soul would be no good to the devil if it could be destroyed. And it is not lost when placed in Satan's care, as is so often said. He always know exactly how to put his finger on it.
Moments one knows only death will obliterate.
This wretched body, the chain and prison of the soul, is tossed hither and thither; upon it punishment and pillage and disease wreak havoc: but the soul itself is holy and eternal, and it cannot be assailed with violence.
Thou art to me a delicious torment.
To love something is to destroy it forever.
There's nothing that cleanses your soul like getting the hell kicked out of you.
Much more wretched than lackof health inthe body, it is to dwell with a soul that is not healthy, but corrupt.
He had let me see inside his tormented soul, and it had broken every piece of my heart.
Evil can kill you, break your body, and sometimes it can even break your mind, but only you can break your spirit.
Everything in this word exists to wear you down.
Such poopitations of the heart as you would not believe.
Is there anything more horrible than death?
The things we love destroy us every every time, lad
gratification of mind and body will actually dismantle your soul.
Nobody destroys people - people destroy themselves, and it's very, very sad.
To crush, to annihilate a man utterly, to inflict on him the most terrible of punishments so that the most ferocious murderer would shudder at it and dread it beforehand, one need only give him work of an absolutely, completely useless and irrational character.
Humiliate the reason and distort the soul.
Poor soul, the center of my sinful Earth.
Suffering perfects the soul.
Your soul is dust to me. I will swallow you whole.
terrible fates are inevitable
My soul is a broken field, plowed by pain.
Everything tears away at everything else ... forever.
Only through destroying myself can I discover the greater power of my spirit.
An endless defeat
The life that was to make his soul would mar his body.
What appear to be depravity, injury, or extinction are merely traces of memory and experience obscuring the soul. These are merely shadows of the soul, never its substance. The soul itself is always pure and whole.
Death is a misery.
The greatest death is not that of the body, but of the soul.
Of all mankind's unpleasant habits, sheer and willful cruelty is the most base, the least forgivable and, when carried to its extreme, perhaps the most horrific.
to be cursed with a brain like a bag of cats
I always had the same feeling: to become nothing,
and yet to destroy that nothingness!
Deconstruction is great for the intellect, but it hurts the heart terribly.
We know the soul-spirit can be injured, even maimed, but it is very nearly impossible to kill. You can dent the soul and bend it. You can hurt it and scar it. You can leave the marks of illness upon it, and scorch marks of fear. But it does not die, for it protected by La Loba...
What nourishes me also destroys me
If one wanted to crush and destroy a man entirely, to mete out to him the most terrible punishment ... all one would have to do would be to make him do work that was completely and utterly devoid of usefulness and meaning.
I wouldn't wish this sort of agony on my worst enemy. It was pure and complete torture. To know that, for the man who made up my entire world, I was not enough for him.
The torture of a bad conscience is the hell of a living soul.
One drop of hatred in your soul will spread and discolor everything like a drop of black ink in white milk.
The heart jealous of the soul!
Life is the jailer of the soul in this filthy prison, and its only deliverer is death.
Kill the imagination and you kill the soul. Kill the soul and you're left with a listless, apathetic creature who can become hopeless or brutal or both.
God steals my soul.
What doesn't kill you leaves scars, ruins your lungs, dries out all your tears, leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning
wishing you weren't alive.
living soul for ever.
Going to pieces. To go to pieces so pointlessly and unnecessarily.
The world breaks everyone.
Life is hell, and the sweet still night of absolute death is the annihilation of hell.
The vilest form of self-abasement and self-destruction is the subordination of your mind to the mind of another, the acceptance of an authority over your brain, the acceptance of his assertions as facts, his say-so as truth, his edicts as middle-man between your consciousness and your existence.
Her soul was poisoned soil in which nothing good could grow.
How do you crush spirit? You take out all the good.
The violence of either grief or joy, their own enactures with themselves destroy.
It was a miserable thing, to be responsible for breaking your own heart.
Verbal blows cut to the soul and ate at the heart for eternity.
You pierce my soul. I'm half agony, half hope.
I've killed my soul by playing the victim.
How delicious is pleasure after torment!
an agony of humiliated indecision
Destruction is very satisfying
A brutal, relentless self-analysis lies at the heart of all despair.
The greatest evil is physical pain.
I destroyed myself because I thought no one will destroy me that way but I guess I was wrong ... they're stonger.
Your soul was like a network of spittle.
Sensuality is the death of the soul.
Ruined by the truth
Pain is soul of re-birth.
Aching and knowing that there was nothing worse in the whole, wide world than the death of hope.
Hell is the inability to love.
Death is the ultimate disappointment
My soul is like the dead sea, over which no bird can fly; when it gets halfway, it sinks down spent to its death and destruction.
Nothing is loathsomer than the self-loathing of a self one loathes.
I leave shreds of my soul on every experience.
Confounded, though immortal. But his doom, reserved him to more wrath; for now the thought both of lost happiness and lasting pain torments him.
The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts.
The pain we inflict upon ourselves hurt most of all.
Sometimes, for the soul to thrive, the heart needs to be broken, son.
The soul is the weariest part of the body.
Your soul is like the souls of a thousand monkeys on crack, all smushed together.
It isn't what happens to you in your life that destroys you. It's what you do about it.
Humiliation of soul always brings a positive blessing with it. If we empty our hearts of self, God will fill them with his love.
The human soul is an abyss