Quotes About Emptiness

Living never wore one so much as the effort not to live.

J'aurais voulu pleurer, mais je sentais mon cÅ"ur plus aride que le désert.

joy is out there waiting for us, but it always wants to find the bed empty

Il locale era completamente vacante, mangiare alle otto di sira è cosa di milanesi, i siciliani cominciano a pigliare in considerazione la mangiata passate le nove.

There'd never been any closure. There hadn't even been good-byes.

I'm not using you. I'm losing me.

But nothing was worse than nothing, and that was the sum total of indifference.

And there they were, empty, ignorant, helpless, glad, and joyful, but deeply humbled.

Bring back all who are discouraged, because they cannot find aught to bring Thee in prayer. O give them to understand that they have only to come with their emptiness to Him who has all to give, and delights to do it. Not, what they have to bring the Father, but what the Father waits to give them, be their one thought.

How hollow to have no secrets left; you shake yourself and nothing rattles. You're boneless as an anemone.

I recall how the flash of her glowing dress against my closing eyelids was like the neon glow of hotels flashing VACANCY VACANCY on a long night ride. I felt the weight of my mind hanging from a branch, pulling, pulling, and before I knew it the stem had snapped and I was falling, blind, into the void.

You lose the ability to trust anyone, to be touched, to grieve. Eventually, you are simply absent from yourself.

It is the aloneness within us made manifest, and it destroys not only connection to others but also the ability to be peacefully alone with oneself.

In depression, all that is happening in the present is the anticipation of pain in the future, and the present qua present no longer exists at all. Depression is a condition that is almost unimaginable to anyone who has not known it.

You feel all the time that you want to do something, that there is some affect unavailable to you, that there's a physical need of impossible urgency and discomfort for which there is no relief, as though you were constantly vomiting from your stomach but had no mouth.

We are no longer as close as before. Henryk is taking something from me. I cannot hold on to that which he will take with him when he goes. And that which is mine in him will die on the other side of the wall. Now there will be less of Pawelek.

You have to be willing to get happy about nothing.

He sounded like he might just as well have been off in the emptiness of some awful cold black hole, out there in the timeless infinity far beyond the reach of warmth and earthly human feeling

Si jamás te tocara, qué profunda extrañeza-.

She'd cried over a broken heart before. She knew what that felt like, and it didn't feel like this. Her heart felt not so much broken as just ... empty. It felt like she was an outline empty in the middle. The outline cried senselessly for the absent middle. The past cried for the present that was nothing.

She felt like parts of her soul were missing, had left her body long ago. It had happened not in Greece three months ago, but long before that. It was in Greece that she'd realized those parts had left her and were not coming back.

She must have sensed she never really had him. That was a sadness of hers, he knew.

Not even you can reach me here, Carmen thought.

Where there is nothing, there is the possibility of everything.