Quotes About Emptiness

The simple lack of her is more to me than others' presence.

So much had fallen into the sea. Hats fell in to the sea. Hearts fell into the sea. So much had fallen into the sea

Pretenders are just pretenders. They cannot be the real ones. They waste their own time and harm themselves. They stand their entire life empty-handed and without any vision.

Sometimes some emptiness of life never fills.

The heart upon which the sense of humanity and the passion has died, that heart is the emptiness of a conception of love, mercy, and fairness of the principles. Indeed, such people are the terrorists, whether in uniform or not, in power or not, who work as the army of evil. The world is under that force.

They simply had to fill this terrifying emptiness–otherwise, their brains might start working. Thinking is painful business.

There was nothing left to say. He was walking away, taking with him everything she had ever wanted.

And a ring … it is empty in the middle. The emptiness can be filled only by the person who wears it.

Everything I did was something to fix me. With all my heart I was trying to be dead.

He hated so many people I hardly know anyone any more

Potemkin suffered bitterly from having nothing left to want. For when dreams turn into reality, there is an empty spot where the dreams used to be, and Potemkin had no dreams left.

I cannot go to bed tonight without a word to you. I felt a little as though a part of me was leaving tonight. You have grown so much to be a part of my life that it is empty without you.

It was really true, there was no longer anything about him that could interest me. He wasn't even a fragment of the past, he was only a stain, like the print of a hand left years ago on a wall.

That people, even more than things, lost their boundaries and overflowed into shapelesness is what most frightened her.

I looked at him attentively. It was really true, there was no longer anything about him that could interest me. He wasn't even a fragment of the past, he was only a stain, like the print of a hand left years ago on a wall.

Is it possible that in all those years she left me nothing of herself, or, worse, that I didn't want to keep anything of her? It is. This

È brutto il cerchio del giorno vuoto, quando la sera ti si stringe intorno al collo come un cappio.

Lila always knew what she wanted and got it; I don't want anything, I'm made of nothing. I hoped to wake in the morning without desires. Once I was emptied—I imagined—the affection of Antonio, my affection for him will be enough.

Lo observé con atención. Él era exactamente así. No quedaba nada que pudiese interesarme de él. No era siquiera un fragmento del pasado, era solo una mancha, como la huella que una mano dejó años atrás en una pared.

Por outro lado, não estava realmente deprimida. Sentia-me, em vez disso, como se tivesse sido largada num lugar e não fosse capaz de me reencontrar: angustiada, isto é, com os movimento demasiado rápidos e pouco coordenados, com a pressa de quem procura por todo o lado e não tem tempo a perder.

Unterwegs auf der Straße fühlte er eine innere Leere entstehen, etwas wie eine existenzielle Schwermut als Folge von Befremden.

I don't want anything, I'm made of nothing. I hoped to wake in the morning without desires.

things without meaning are the most beautiful ones. It's

Life without seeing and without speaking, without speaking and listening, life without a covering, with a container is shapeless