Quotes About Emptiness

To be lost in spiritlessness is the most terrible thing of all.

My life is absolutely meaningless. When I consider the different periods into which it falls, it seems like the word Schnur in the dictionary, which means in the first place a string, in the second, a daughter-in-law. The only thing lacking is that the word Schnur should mean in the third place a camel, in the fourth, a dust-brush.

I am so fed up and joyless that not only have I nothing to fill my soul, I cannot even conceive of anything that could possibly satisfy it - alas, not even the bliss of heaven.

My soul is like the dead sea, over which no bird can fly; when it gets halfway, it sinks down spent to its death and destruction.

How sterile my soul and my mind are, and yet constantly tormented by empty voluptuous and excruciating labor pains!

My life achievement amounts to nothing at all, a mood, a single color

If a human being did not have an eternal consciousness, if underlying everything there were only a wild, fermenting power that writhing in dark passions produced everything, be it significant or insignificant, if a vast, never appeased emptiness hid beneath everything, what would life be then but despair?

because silence, too, has an echo, hollower and longer-lasting than the reverberations of any sound.

We celebrate donut culture, it's sweet and it tastes good but there's a void at the heart

The blues is just another name for not having any place

Perhaps it was wrong to lie with him. Now I have given him what he wanted. Now I have nothing for him, nothing held back, nothing to hold him.

When you were your own quarry, when the material you were dredging up lay buried in the caverns of the self, a time came when there was only an emptiness left.

At times everything grows misty and dark before my eyes, and I feel that the strength of my whole body is oozing away through my finger tips.

Strength is an empty shell.

Fame always brings loneliness. Success is as ice cold and lonely as the North Pole.

The funny thing about having all this so-called success is that behind it is a certain horrible emptiness.

I suppose I passed it a hundred times, But I always stop for a minute. And look at the house, the tragic house, The house with nobody in it.

To have realized your dream makes you feel lost.

The secret of our success on planet Earth is space. Lots of it. Our solar system is a tiny island of activity in an ocean of emptiness.

I would enjoy experiencing the hollowness of success at first- hand.

It is no use, said the old man, there is no wine. What, no wine? said Dantes, turning pale, and looking alternately at the hollow cheeks of the old man and the empty cupboards.

You live alone, then?" "I do." "You have no sister, no son, no father?" "I have no one." "How can you live thus, with no one to attach you to life?

However good-hearted one is, you understand, one eventually stops seeing people who depress you, so in the end Old Dantes was all alone.

He was Gully Foyle, the oiler, wiper, bunkerman; too easy for trouble, too slow for fun, too empty for friendship, too lazy for love.