Quotes About Void

Hail nothing full of nothing, nothing is with thee.

I want nothing. I just want the emptiness to mean something.

The three of us sat at the table, and it seemed as though about six people were missing.

Por entonces, ya había descubierto que todo, lo bueno y lo malo, deja un vacío cuando se interrumpe. Pero si se trata de algo malo, el vacío acaba llenándose por sí solo. Mientras que el vacío de algo bueno solo puede llenarse descubriendo algo mejor.

An echo would die of lonesomeness out there.

We live in a void, Prim. There is us and nothing else that is real, except that which we make. Reason is one of those things we invent to help us find our way. We have to find some goal. I have you and a comfortable life, and our family.

I can't bear the pointlessness of what we're doing. Because it is pointless. It's one great, enormous pointless pit of pointlessness.

My answer would just be a word. A word which doesn't express a feeling, doesn't express an emotion, because I'm bereft of them. A word which would be nothing but the sound made when you strike a cold, empty skull.

To lean into this aspiration, you must confront the fact that "whiteness" is a social ego as void of inherent identity as the personal ego, and you have identified with it as much as your very own name, but without being willing to name it.

The air shuddered with the beginning of absence.

What art is, in reality, is this missing link, not the links which exist. It's not what you see that is art; art is the gap.

When I disappear, I will disappear; there'll be nothing left.

When you're falling through space time has no meaning.

There is nothing for us there.

Hell is a half-filled auditorium.

The pain, or the memory of pain, that here was literally sucked away by something nameless until only a void was left. The knowledge that this question was possible: pain that turns finally into emptiness. The knowledge that the same equation applied to everything, more or less.

Nine bright stars from out the void shining up on high whose banished soul do they call back and augur in the sky? Despoiler of the ancient lands, who baked the deserts dry. Scarophion, Scarophion - the demon is close by.

All of the rest of it was still black, lightlessly black, black as if light were an unconvincing myth… - Hellhound

Which is to say, I'd been lonely for so long, I'd forgotten that I was. That feeling of disconnection, of grief for something I'd never had, of screaming into a void and knowing no one would hear me---I'd forgotten that was anything other than the basic condition of life.

The worst was when there was nothing in the sky, nothing to grab, blue blue blue.

One is left to wonder whether Bill saw in Johnston a substitute son who might fill the large emotional void left by his formerly adoring eldest son.

why there is something rather than nothing: nothing is unstable.

empty place opposite with eyes too

But in the dark everything was unnatural; the silence and the darkness were in themselves something like death.