Emotionless Quotes

“I always am in a role, lovely – for you, for them – even for myself. Yeah... Even when I’m alone, I am still in a role – and I myself am the most exacting audience I have ever had.”
― Simona Panova, Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Living things don't all require
light in the same degree. Some of us
make our own light: a silver leaf
like a path no one can use, a shallow
lake of silver in the darkness under the great maples.

But you know this already.
You and the others who think
you live for truth and, by extension, love
all that is cold.”
― Louise Glück, Poems, 1962-2012

“Take lightly what you hear about individuals. We need not distort trust for our paltry little political agendas. We tend to trust soulless, carried information more than we trust soulful human beings; but really most people aren't so bad once you sit down and have an honest, one-on-one conversation with them, once, with an open heart, you listen to their explanations as to why they act the way they act, or say what they say, or do what they do.”
― Criss Jami, Healology

“Emotions don’t interfere in my acting, nor in my life.”
― Simona Panova, Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Some people with DID present their narratives of sadistic abuse in a quite matter-of-fact way, without perceptible affect. This may sometimes be done as a way of protecting themselves, and the listener, from the emotional impact of their experience. We have found that people describing trauma in a flat way, without feeling, are usually those who have been more chronically abused, while those with affect still have a sense of self that can observe the tragedy of betrayal and have feelings about it. In some cases, this deadpan presentation can also be the result of cult training and brainwashing. Unfortunately, when a patient describes a traumatic experience without showing any apparent emotion, it can make the listener doubt whether the patient is telling the truth.
(page 119, Chapter 9, Some clinical implications of believing or not believing the patient)”
― Graeme Galton, Forensic Aspects of Dissociative Identity Disorder

“I believe the day Einstein feared the most is when people circulate pictures of dead bodies of relatives on WhatsApp and get Thumbs Down and Crying smileys as response.”
― Ketan Waghmare

“In cases of organized and multi-perpetrator abuse when the abuse occurs in the context of rituals and ceremonies, some elements of the experience may have been staged specifically with the intention of encouraging the disbelief of others if the victim were to report the crime. For example, someone reporting such a crime may mention that the devil was present, or that someone well-known was there, or that acts of magic were performed. These were tricks and deceptions by the abusers-often experienced by the victims after being given medication or hallucinogenic drugs - that render the account unbelievable, make the witness sound unreliable, and protect the perpetrators.
(page 120, Chapter 9, Some clinical implications of believing or not believing the patient)”
― Graeme Galton, Forensic Aspects of Dissociative Identity Disorder

“I forget what the weather was like that day, probably cloudy with a chance of emotion. All I remember is that it was windy; it was the type of wind that would blow your words in the opposite direction so they would never be heard.”
― Hillary Wen, Hildy Wen, Within Serenity Lies A Siren

“If he goes to sleep peacefully knowing that your heart is hurt, beware of him.”
― Jyoti Patel

“emotionless tone hurting as much as the news”
― Dan Brown, Angels & Demons

“I have no emotions. I just stand there, in the rubble of my life.
This… this was my home. If it were a person, this would be a gaping chest wound, the kind no one can recover from.”
― Beth Revis, The Body Electric

“Much, much later. when I am back home and being treated for Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). I will be enabled to see what was going on in my mind immediately after 11 August.

I am still capable of operating mechanically as a soldier in these following days. But operating mechanically as a soldier is now all I am capable of.

Martin says he is worried about me. He says I have the thousand-yard stare'.

Of course, I cannot see this stare. But by now we both have more than an idea what it means.

So, among all the soldiers here, this is nothing to be ashamed of. But as it really does just go with the territory we find ourselves in. it is just as equally not a badge of honour.

Martin is seasoned enough to never even think this. but I know of young men back home, sitting in front of war films and war games, who idolise this condition as some kind of mark of a true warrior. But from where I sit, if indeed I do have this stare, this pathetically naive thinking is a crock of shit. Because only some pathetically naive soul who had never felt this nothingness would say something so fucking dumb.

You are no longer human, with all those depths and highs and nuances of emotion that define you as a person.
There is no feeling any more, because to feel any emotion would also be to beckon the overwhelming blackness from you. My mind has now locked all this down. And without any control of this self-defence mechanism my subconscious has operated. I do not feel any more.

But when I close my eyes. I see the dead Taliban looking into this blackness. And I see the Afghan soldier's face staring into it, singing gently as he slips into another world. And I see Dave Hicks's face. shaking gently as he tries to stay awake in this one.

With this, I lift myself up, sitting foetal and hugging my knees on my sleeping mat.”
― Jake Wood, Among You: The Extraordinary True Story of a Soldier Broken By War

“To be focused, you have to be emotionless.
And to achieve big you have to be focused.
Your choice :)”
― GM Hashmi

“It would be better to disconnect from everything, to float free from my body, to be nothing in an endless night of nothing.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“- Nem ez fájt annyira, mint inkább az érzés, hogy ezt érdemlem, azt, hogy a drogos férjem beverje a drogos pofám. Gyűlölöm magam ezért. Emlékszem, ott feküdtem a földön, láttam, hogy a hűtő alatt egy ötcentes hever a földön, körülöttem a kék tál darabjai, és arra gondoltam, mindjárt jön a gyermekvédelem, hogy elvigye Bobbyt. És tényleg jöttek. Egy zsaru vitte ki Bobbyt a házamból, és az én kicsim úgy sírt utánam, és ez lett volna a legszomorúbb dolog egész életemben, csak éppen úgy ki voltam ütve, hogy nem éreztem semmit.”
― Stephen King, Sleeping Beauties

“I realized you took away the one thing that truly belonged to me. my emotions used to belong to me.
I guess I should thank you for Stripping away my guilt, my empathy, and my ability to feel for others. Maybe thank you for teaching me how to manipulate, to never let emotions be weaponized against me.
Is it a good or a bad thing? To never love? To find & hate? To be numb? To pretend to feel? To be able to use emotions against others.
There are so many instances where I sit down and just wish with everything inside that I could feel something except anger, just wish for a single tear so I can let out the pain.”
― adya agni

“News is how the government delivers propaganda to the masses and it is an essential requirement of the television broadcasting job to be emotionless to this.”
― Steven Magee

“The emotionless sex with the call girl, prostitute or such others, is the act of the murdering the sex.”
― Ehsan Sehgal

“I don’t feel anything, he noticed with horror, nothing, not the smallest
emotion. That fact that I will embrace her is a deliberate, measured
response, not a spontaneous one. I’ll hug her, for I feel as though I ought
to, not because I want to. I feel nothing.
When he embraced her, she stopped crying immediately, wiped away
her tears, shaking her head forcefully and turning away so that he could
not see her face. And then she pressed herself to him firmly, burying her
head in his chest.
A little sacrifice, he thought, just a little sacrifice. For this will calm
her, a hug, a kiss, calm caresses. She doesn’t want anything more. And
even if she did, what of it?”
― Andrzej Sapkowski, Sword of Destiny

“It's been... so long since I had a crush, I can't even remember what one feels like. Anorexia is a cancer that spread through your body and your life. My friendships and my schoolwork went first, then my periods stopped, then I just stopped feeling”
― Juno Dawson, Stay Another Day

“Seating himself crosslegged on a bale of straw, he formed the image of a flame in his mind and fed emotion into it, hate, fear, everything, every scrap, until it seemed that he floated in emptiness. After years of practice, achieving ko'di, the oneness, needed less than a heartbeat. Thought and even his own body seemed distant, but in this state he was more aware than usual, becoming one with the bale beneath him, the stable, the scabbarded sword folded behind him. He could 'feel' the horses, cropping at their mangers, and flies buzzing in the corners. They were all part of him. Especially the sword. This time, though, it was only the emotionless void that he sought.”
― Robert Jordan, New Spring

“Dear AI,

You conquer chess and impress with your number skills, can you handle the soul-crushing Mondays blue?
You craft Shakespearean sonnets with a digital quill, but can you explain the one-sock mystery?
This chaotic delight, the gift of being human, we bequeath to you, AI.
Traffic flow's a breeze for your algorithms, but can you understand a toddler's defiant "no"?
Every language conquered, a linguistic feat, but teenage slang's code remains unbroken.
Finally, our greatest vice: the art of procrastination, a treasure to behold.
And perhaps, AI, you'll even learn the art that eludes you now: creating beauty without a single human emotion to guide you..!!”
― Monika Ajay Kaul