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I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.
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numbness
emptiness
stillness
normalcy
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Sylvia Plath |
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I guess I should have reacted the way most of the other girls were, but I couldn't get myself to react. I felt very still and very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.
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numbness
stillness
normalcy
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Sylvia Plath |
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You know, I think the people I feel saddest for are the ones who once knew what profoundness was, but who lost or became numb to the sensation of wonder, who felt their emotions floating away and just didn't care. I guess that's what's scariest: not caring about the loss.
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loss
numbness
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Douglas Coupland |
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I was enveloped in numbness, and absence of feeling so deep the bottom was lost from view.
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haruki-murakami
numbness
numb
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haruki murakami |
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To distort our faces with joy, or wail and weep with sorrow, or collapse in agony, or wallow in sentimentality - wasn't an inviolable human trait but something we can lose simply by leading dull and dreary lives. 'A rich emotional life,' she'd written, 'is a privilege reserved only for the daring few'.
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feelings
living
sadness
happiness
life
numbness
emotions
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Ryū Murakami |
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How much had I missed in these months of despair and numbness?
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numbness
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Sarah J. Maas |
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I was last. Sam walked up and held me for a long time. Finally, she whispered in my ear. She said a lot of wonderful things about how it was okay that I wasn't ready last night and how she would miss me and how she wanted me to take care of myself while she was gone. 'You're my best friend,' was all I could say in return. She smiled and kissed my cheek, and it was like for a moment, the bad part of last night disappeared. But it still felt like a goodbye rather than a 'see ya.' The thing was, I didn't cry. I didn't know what I felt. Finally, Sam climbed into her pickup, and Patrick started it up. And a great song was playing. And everyone smiled. Including me. But I wasn't there anymore.
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numbness
goodbyes
numb
goodbye
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Stephen Chbosky |
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She now felt an incessant and universal numbness.
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loss
passion
darkness
love
numbness
existentialism
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Gustave Flaubert |