Quotes About Nothingness

All is nothing, and in the entrance hall to the Invisible, whose open door reveals merely a closed door beyond, all things dance, servants of the wind that stirs them without hands – all things, big and small, which for us and in us formed the perceptible system of the universe.

I feel this because I feel nothing. I think this because this is nothing. Nothing, nothing, part of the night and the silence and what I share with them of vacancy, of negativity, of in-betweenness, a gap between me and myself, something forgotten by some god or other … 442

If there's no earth in heaven, then let's not bother with heaven. Far better for everything to turn out to be nothing and for this plotless novel to end there.

Nothing of nothing remains. We're nothing. In the sun and air we put off briefly The unbreathable darkness of damp earth Whose weight we'll have to bear— Postponed corpses that procreate. Laws passed, statues seen, odes finished— All have their grave. If we, heaps of flesh Made sanguine by an inner sun, Must set, then why not they? We're tales telling tales, nothing…

I thought that we all were afraid of death, but I've talked to my wife and other people, and they're not afraid of death the way I am. I find that really confusing. I don't like the idea of nothingness - that's terrifying to me.

How small life is here and how big nothingness. The sky, tired of light, has given everything to the snow. The two trees bow their heads to each other. Clouds cross the world's silence in a circle dance

world" is totally absent.

When I was done traveling, I returned convinced of one thing: we're nothing.

prefiero el ritual de la nada.

nothing here that

that religion was in a fair way to be reasoned into nothingness, and intellect was to be the only God.

To be broken means to have no rights before God and man. It does not mean merely surrendering my rights to Him but rather recognising that I haven't any, except to deserve hell. It means just being nothing and having nothing that I call my own, neither time, money, possessions nor position.

As I stood alone and forsaken, and the power of the sea and the battle of the elements reminded me of my own nothingness, and on the other hand, the sure flight of the birds recalled the words spoken by Christ: Not a sparrow shall fall on the ground without your Father: then, all at once, I felt how great and how small I was; then did those two mighty forces, pride and humility, happily unite in friendship.

Because change is difficult," Shiloh said. "As with letting go of anything, a memory, a relationship . . . even the bad seems better than the nothingness that might take its place. We know this.

And turn no whither, but must needs decay And drop from out the universal frame Into that shapeless, scopeless, blank abyss, That utter nothingness, of which I came: This is it that has come to pass in me; Oh, horror! this it is, my dearest, this; So pray for me, my friends, who have not strength to pray.

Because if the whole universe could just explode out of Nothing and then just Be, don't you see that the opposite could also be true? That it is possible to implode and Un-Be as well as to explode and Be? That it's possible to implode and Un-Be as well as to explode and Be? That all human beings, Napoleon Bonaparte, for example, or the emperor Akbar, or Angelina Jolie or your father, could simply return to Nothing once they're...done? In a sort of Little, by which I mean personal, Un-Bang?

It is a kind of dizzying comfort to contemplate the open abyss when, at the bottom of that abyss, lies nothingness.

The most durable monument of human labor is that which recalls the wretchedness and nothingness of man.

Among all beings, man alone shows a natural distaste for existence and an immense desire to exist: he scorns life and fears nothingness. These different instincts constantly push his soul toward the contemplation of another world, and it is religion that leads him there. So religion is only a particular form of hope, and it is as natural to the human heart as hope itself.u

There is no sun.

Un animal rabioso que nos ataca produce terror. Un hombre que nos persigue, nos aterra. Una habitación vacía, una calle vacía, la nada que sigue a nuestra muerte o la muerte de quienes amamos, nos angustía, no hay objeto, no hay nada; angustia.

When we die, I believe we go to a better place: nowhere.

Never trembling at that void where, Imagination damns itself to pain, [715] Striving towards the passage there, Round whose mouth all Hell's fires flame: Choose to take that step, happy to go Where danger lies, where Nothingness may flow.

Life is a memory, and then it is nothing.