Tormented Mind Quotes

“A tormented mind wants to forget, what a broken heart will always remember.”
― Anthony Liccione

“The irony of the human heart is that it’s tormented both by the presence and absence of it’s own soul’s counterpart.”
― Crystal Woods, Write like no one is reading 2

“That such a final, tragic, and awful thing is suicide can exist in the midst of remarkable beauty is one of the vastly contradictory and paradoxical aspects of life and art.”
― Kay Redfield Jamison, Touched with Fire: Manic-Depressive Illness and the Artistic Temperament

“And how do you confess to a beautiful woman that you can't fulfill a relationship because you're tormented by the presence of another woman that doesn't even exist?”
― Victoria Caro, Trapped in a Dream

“After lunch four of us have our picture taken. Regn, myself, Fernus, and Sharon. I grip my brown lunch bag in hand, Fernus holds her soda can, Regn makes a funny expression. But what strikes me about this photograph is the shadow. We are standing in Group Reservations, the sun streaming in from above, through the skylight, and directly behind my head a giant starred reflection is cast on the wall. It is cast there as a pointed halo of sorts.
I am next to Regn, she wears her sunglasses though we are still indoors. My face looks so young, my eyes do not betray any weariness. The pain is gradual. The pain is two years and more ahead. Is the star the crest of my youth? Does it suggest what I’ve always known—that something more, something far greater was in store for me? Looking back and all that’s come to pass, I can tell you yes. With a full and tired heart, I can tell you yes. I am not inclined to whimsy or overly-superstitious; however, there are signs and sometimes they must be noticed or you are a fool to dismiss them. I knew from an early age I was different. I saw
the world from a distance. I was born to suffer and endure, but in so doing, if I succeeded, I was born for distinction. It was not conceit, but the knowing of Self and sometimes the frustration, the tedious ache of patience, rendered me doubtful.”
― Wheston Chancellor Grove, Who Has Known Heights

“A series of disconcerting questions nibbles at hearts of troubled youths. These same unanswered questions, along with their acerbic toxins, reveal their pungent fumes more frequently and with greater intensity as a person rushes headfirst into life’s concrete jungle.”
― Kilroy J. Oldster

“Welcome home,” Crighton said, standing before him: black hair, dark eyes, and black gothic fashion—the true prince of Hell. He was grinning from ear to ear with his vampire teeth, reveling in his victory. Then, his smile vanished and his green eyes returned, delivering Poe another glimpse at pure, unadulterated evil. “Poor Ben,” he lamented, “you didn’t honestly think He would actually forgive you . . .”
― Kaylin McFarren, Soul. Seeker

“Art is the same, It demands everything. You either live it or you don’t. If it’s not ink flowing through your veins or twelve octaves in your case then what’s the point?”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.