Quotes About Void

In my third novel there is an actual black hole that swallows everything you love.

You try to be faithful And sometimes you're cruel. You are mine. Then, you leave. Without you, I can't cope. And when you take the lead, I become your footstep. Your absence leaves a void. Without you, I can't cope. You have disturbed my sleep, You have wrecked my image. You have set me apart. Without you, I can't cope.

There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled. There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you?

The mantle of glamour has been taken from the women and given to the men. The women toil in their shadows, plain and ordinary-looking. So that transition has left a void. It is a void for drop-dead, impossible, over-the-top glamour. Supermodels fill that void. The only thing they have to do is work the runway, sweetie, and refuse to get out of bed for less than ten thousand dollars.

There's a void of leadership in a lot of Washington. I think one of the reasons why there's so much angst across the country.

In meditation we experience the silence from which all creativity springs. The act of creation—whether from a blank page to a poem, an empty space to a building, a thought to a song or film—starts with a void. The more intimate a relationship we can build with that silent void, the more clearly the art can shine through and spring forth. Meditation is the vehicle to connect to that silence." —Rick Rubin, Malibu 2013

and what is not there is always more than there.

Varl??? büyük bo?luklar? dolduracak mahiyette de?ildi; fakat yoklu?u müthi?ti...

Varl??? büyük bo?luklar? dolduracak mahiyette bir ?ey de?ildi; fakat yoklu?u müthi?ti.

Hiç de fena insanlar de?illerdi. Yaln?z bo?, bombo? mahluklard?. Yapt?klar? münasebetsizlikler hep buradan geliyordu.

a chasm whose depths we cannot see.

That room has been static for me so long: an emptiness. a void. a silence containing an unheard story ready for me to unlock. Let there be plot.

People need such stories, because however dark, a darkness with voices in it is better than a silent void.

If there were no emptiness, there would be no life.

however dark, a darkness with voices in it is better than a silent void.

A chair, a table, a lamp. Above, on the white ceiling, a relief ornament in the shape of a wreath, and in the center of it a blank space, plastered over, like the place in a face where the eye has been taken out. There must have been a chandelier, once. They've removed anything you could tie a rope to.

A place with no handholds,no landmarks,no past at all:That would have been too much like dying

Does naming a sphere of nothingness transmute it into being?

Part of the life she should have had is just a gap, it isn't there, it's nothing.

I look back one more time. It's like a crater, a hole where something happened.

I enjoyed myself as much as I could, trying consciously or unconsciously to fill the void with jokes.

Still, I can't help telling you that lately I've begun to feel deserted. I'm surrounded by too great a void. I never used to give it much thought, since my mind was filled with my friends and having a good time. Now I think either about unhappy things or about myself. It's taken a while, but I've finally realized that Father, no matter how kind he may be, can't take the place of my former world.

Sometimes I can't look you in the eye; you're like a building that's burned out inside, with the outer wall still standing.

A place so empty it was not even haunted