Quotes About Empty

I felt in my heart that the further one ventures the better one understands how everything in our life is common, short, and empty; that it is in seeking the unknown in our sensations that we discover how mediocre are our attempts and how soon defeated!

Passion is the source of our finest moments… If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace… but we would be hollow… Empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead.

The mind of the beginner is empty, free of the habits of the expert." Such a mind, he added, is "open to all possibilities" and "can see things as they are." Suzuki

He who seeks water from an empty vessel may choke on its dust. (No Other Gods. pg. 223)

White. Like a clean piece of paper, like uncarved ivory, all is white when the story begins.

Thoughts without content are empty, intuitions without concepts are blind

I remember remembering," she muttered, sitting down with a heavy sigh; she pulled her legs up to wrap her arms around her knees. "Feelings. Emotions. Like I have all these shelves in my head, labeled for memories and faces, but they're empty. As if everything before this is just on the other side of a white curtain. Including you.

It was a folder, marked as plainly as the rest, practically lost within a list of a hundred others that were empty. It was titled KILL ORDER.

Several passages induced the shiver of aesthetic bliss in my spine that Nabokov famously described as the indicator of good and true writing. The whole thing is by turns hilarious and hilariously sad, artfully pin-holed with melancholy (my favorite drink)… Empty the Sun is an impressive achievement, as well as an excellent and I believe as yet unused name for a rock band.

And the sweetness of the thought struck her: how lovely to vanish off the face of the earth, what a sweet dream to vanish now, out of her body: poof, like a spirit. Chains clattering empty to the floor.

sometimes, unexpectedly, grief pounded over me in waves that left me gasping; and when the waves washed back, I found myself looking out over a brackish wreck which was illumined in a light so lucid, so heartsick and empty, that I could hardly remember that the world had ever been anything but dead.

Well, it's no good jumping at conclusions. Jump? You don't even crawl distantly within sight of a conclusion. I believe if you caught the cat with her head in the cream-jug you'd say it was conceivable that the jug was empty when she got there.

The main reception foyer was almost empty but Ford nevertheless weaved his way through it.

Murder is a nasty business on an empty stomach.

If you've been snubbed, or ignored, or frustrated, and your life's pretty drab and empty, I suppose you get a sense of power from stabbing in the dark at people who are happy and enjoying themselves.

My destiny is fulfilled. My blood is all gone. My veins are empty. I die.

Quoting an old proverb: "An empty cart rattles loudly." she said. meaning, One who lacks substance boasts loudest.

Place is the fabric of our lives, memory and identity are stitched through it. Without having somewhere of one's own, a place that is home, freedom is an empty word.

I have to admit that the empty prestige and the stupid glory - yes, the horrible rush, the deadly sense of importance that war brings to life - are hard illusions to shake off. Look at me, a war correspondent.

I did a few DJ gigs at empty clubs, sort of as a warm-up set before Flume was a thing. I did one when I got big enough, and I had five friends come down, and they were the only ones dancing. That was one of my earliest ones. I was super nervous.

The claim that memes are units because they "replicate themselves with reliability and fecundity" 41 manages to be circular, empty and daft all at once: quite an achievement.

A city with all the personality of a paper cup. (On Los Angeles)

I looked at her again. She lay still now, her face pale against the pillow, her eyes large and dark and empty as rain barrels in a drought. One of her small five-fingered thumbless hands picked at the cover restlessly. There was a vague glimmer of doubt starting to get born in her somewhere. She didn't know about it yet. It's so hard for women - even nice women - to realise that their bodies are not irresistible.

For the memory of their time together was all she would ever have in the empty years to come.