Quotes About Nothingness

The only reality was nothingness, and over it a hypocrisy of words.

What vague, delicious dreams, Born of this golden hour of afternoon, And air balm-freighted, fill the soul with bliss, Transpierced like yonder clouds with lustrous gleams, Fantastic, brief as they, and, like them, spun Of gilded nothingness!

God made everything out of nothing, but sometimes the nothingness shows through.

To understand everything is to love nothing

The old man moaned and maundered, murmured, muttered, mumbled odds of this and ends of that, bits and pieces, shreds and edges, full of ifs and whens and theres and thens, amounting in the end and all to six times less than nothing.

Look: I am nothing. I do not even have ashes to rub into my eyes.

It was as if I was in a picture, a flat canvas, and everything around me was flat, me painted on like everything else: no colour, nothing in front and nothing behind me, not even earlier today or tomorrow, nothing to look back or forward to, just this moment.

I was obsessed with not knowing what happened after you were dead. And I sat or kneeled for a whole day with my head against the wall, trying to figure it out. But I couldn't, and I just said, 'Okay.' And then it was nothingness.

I love talking about nothing, father.  It is the only thing I know anything about. lord

Humility leads to perfect death. Humility means the giving up of self and the taking of the place of perfect nothingness before

Me, a nothingness zombie in a nothingness box in a nothingness hell.

Darkness does not age; nothing is always nothing

Being alone is and nothing is altogether not.

In the non-space of the matrix, the interior of a given data construct possessed unlimited subjective dimension; a child's toy calculator, accessed through Case's Sendai, would have presented limitless gulfs of nothingness hung with a few basic commands.

Sleep is where we touch what is better left unexamined. There, the whole of life is bundled up, dwindled. There the carefully hoarded and enjoyed personality, our only treasure and at the same time our only defense must die into the ultimate truth of things, the black lightning that splits and destroys all, the positive, unquestionable nothingness.

His manual of heaven and hell lay open before me, and I could perceive my nothingness in this scheme.

How comes the world to be here at all instead of the nonentity which might be imagined in its place? ... from nothing to being there is no logical bridge.

B)ut behind it all-- nothing: just vodka and the void. (Coco Chanel)

I now wear the memory of nothingness a piece of white sail wrapped like second skin.

When I am not, what will there be? There will be nothing. Then where shall I be when I am no more? Can this be dying?

And it occurs to no one that to acknowledge a greatness not commensurate with the standard of right and wrong is merely to admit one's own nothingness and immeasurable meanness.

When you were neither seed not child and I was nothing too

When you were neither seed nor child And I was nothing too

Things are either devolving toward, or evolving from, nothingness.