Devastated Quotes

“Often it feels like I am breathing today only because a few years back I had no idea which nerve to cut...”
― Sanhita Baruah

“Everybody is equally weak on the inside, just that some present their ruins as new castles and become kings –”
― Simona Panova, Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Let us not be devastated by the grim wings of fear fluttering in the twisting patches of our minds. By empowering the dynamic force of our brainwaves, we can stir the lame blots to overturn the hinders of fear and give rise to confidence and creativity. (“Fear of the white page”)”
― Erik Pevernagie

“When we feel devastated sometimes by the deafening noise of the daily commotion, the voices of the sea may help us to elope into a haven of new dimensions. Through our "third ear," we can hear inspirational sounds in the symphony of our expectations while discovering uncharted alleys in the chaos of our mind. ("Voices of the sea")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“The last time we were in there you left me," he says quietly. "I will shy away from anything that could make you leave me again. I was devastated whe you left. I explained that. I never want to feel like that again. I've told you how I feel about you." His gray eyes are wide and intense with his sincerity.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker

“To devastate is easier and more spectacular than to create.”
― Anthony Burgess, A Clockwork Orange

“She gave the word devastated a whole new meaning. I truly believed, at that point, that the word devastated should be reserved for mothers.
I no longer believe that.
The word devastated should be reserved for brothers, too.”
― Colleen Hoover, Losing Hope

“Forgive my indifference; I'd rather be distant than devastated.”
― Ahmed Mostafa

“There was this constant urge in me to tear my insides apart,
I didn't know why. By the time I made my mind that it was impossible for me
to do, there alighted the fear, haunting me with the words that rang
constantly in my head, "You're not brave enough".



I didn't feel devastated, I felt the urge to be devastated.”
― Sanhita Baruah

“She wanted to rip down the sky and shred it with her fingernails, to pluck every star from the fabric of heavens until fathomless darkness matched the void inside her.”
― Emily Thiede, This Vicious Grace

“I, on the other hand, felt as I always have, like I were water seeping from a broken pot; I existed but had no form to hold me in place.”
― Krishna Udayasankar, Three

“She won't forget or recover, she is inconsolable.”
― Helen Oyeyemi, White Is for Witching

“A society which devastates its homelands’ nature no more has the right to live in that territories!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“ "Ry-Rylan?"
Ivy's voice is faint. I crawl over to her side, my eyes never once straying from hers.
"Rylan?"
"I'm here," I whisper, stroking her forehead with tenderness. "I'm here, and I'm not leaving you."
She grins weakly. The light in her eyes is starting to slowly fade. "Thank you. I wish I could say the same...for me."
"Don't say that," I beg. "You're not going to die. I'll get some water, out the fire out, and everything will be fine—"
Ivy places her hand on mine. "Water will not stop it. Once it starts, the fire will keep going. See how it spreads?"
She's right. In these few moments the flames have spread up to her waist, licking her body with searing tongues.
Something glows. Glancing down, I see Ivy healing my burned palms. Once she's done, she places her hand on my bloody shoulder and heals that too.
"There," she murmurs, letting her hand drop. "You are all healed. My last gift to you."
"You can't leave," I whisper, more to myself than anyone else. Tears prick my eyes. "You can't leave."
"We all have to leave sometimes," Ivy muses, so calm in the face of death. "Even swamp angels." ”
― Colleen Boyd, Swamp Angel

“Killer, Yeah, yeah I'm killer I just killed my daughter, then my son... Ops I'm not a woman. I'm a man and I went and kill and the little biatch famous as my wife... When I kill, I feel satisfied when I lose I feel devastated!”
― Deyth Banger

“Mom, mom, mama, mama wake up, wake up, wake up... (As far I see she won't wake up... she will wake up one moment on 80 then 90 and her life devastated and lost... What do I gain from here?
From her work?? She will die and she won't realise that everything was useless what more worst than that???)”
― Deyth Banger

“(2) goes like this that the one part is up to this time goes bright and it's a day and in other it's night. Just thinking on this, it's not so simple... it's not the magic, everything has gone and can't be changed, just thinking on this everything is devastated...”
― Deyth Banger

“As for Gus, he had come to Haddan with no appreciation for the human race and no expectations of his fellow man. He was full ready to confront contempt; he'd been beleaguered and insulted often enough to have learned to ignore anything with a heartbeat. Still, every once in a while he made an exception, as he did with Carlin Leander. He appreciated everything about Carlin and lived for the hour when they left their books and sneaked off to the graveyard. Not even the crow nesting in the elm tree could dissuade him from his mission, for when he was beside Carlin, Gus acquired a strange optimism; in the light of her radiance the rest of the world began to shine. For a brief time, bad faith and human weakness could be forgotten or, at the very least, temporarily ignored. When it came time to go back to their rooms, Gus followed on the path, holding on to each moment, trying his best to stretch out time. Standing in the shadows of the rose arbor in order to watch Carlin climb back up the fire escape at St. Anne's, his heart ached. He could tell he was going to be devastated, and yet he was already powerless. Carlin always turned and waved before she stepped through her window and Gus Pierce always waved back, like a common fool, an idiot of a boy who would have done anything to please her.”
― Alice Hoffman, The River King

“Even though hurricane Dora passed 500 miles south of the Hawaiian islands, it devastated Maui island with historic wildfires that destroyed Lahaina!”
― Steven Magee

“I have slain myself artfully!
In shadows deep, beyond repair.
A dance of wounds, an art refined,
A masterpiece, my soul entwined”
― Bilkis noorani