Quotes About Emptiness

A wild, sleepless sorrow hovered inside my chest.

What settled over him felt like the brush of a silk sheet down his skin. What followed that touch was blackness, utter and complete.

"Fun"—it always seemed to leave you at a loss.

It is queer to be in a place when someone has gone. It is not two other places, the place that they were there in, and the place that was there before they came. I can't get used to this third place or to staying behind.

Absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.

Darling, I don't want you; I've got no place for you; I only want what you give. I don't want the whole of anyone…What you want is the whole of me — isn't it, isn't it? — and the whole of me isn't there for anybody. In that full sense you want me I don't exist.

What you want is the whole of me—isn't it, isn't it? —and the whole of me isn't there for anybody. In that full sense you want me I don't exist.

What do you want me to say?" "I wish you would say something. Our life goes by without any comment.

Darling, I don't want you; I've got no place for you; I only want what you give. I don't want the whole of anyone. I haven't wanted to hurt you; I haven't wanted to touch you in any way. When I try and show you the truth I fill you with such despair. Life is so much more impossible than you think.

The place gave out a look of hollow desuetude, as though its desertion would last forever.

They had sat round a painted, not a burning, fire, at which you tried in vain to warm your hands.....

There will be a great hole in the fabric of my being when he is gone, but not as great a hole as the one had I not known him.

When the need is so great, no matter how much love you pour into a bowl, it will never be full. Or sometimes it is damaged, and the love all runs out through the hole in the bottom.

Depression on my left, Loneliness on my right. They don't need to show me thier badges. I know these guys very well.

Christmas was gone. Brendan didn't even hate it, because how could you hate something that was dead?

I wasn't worried, but I thought I should know something that didn't seem to be there anymore. It was gone, whatever it was, fleeting and slippery like a fish darting through silky weeds. From

Don't tell me I didn't love him, don't...just don't act like you know what it feels like to lose someone who left without a goodbye. Someone who you spent your days praying to make him smile and then he just leaves, he leaves without a goodbye...

It's hard to say you miss someone who you never really knew

How can I look so real everyday, when really I'm just a cardboard cut-out image of myself-lamenated in coats of artifical happiness with shiny plastic all around- so quite I should be a mime- I wrap my arms around myself when I go out in the wind because I don't know how to make sure that I won't blow away- and I'm standing with my eyes closed so I won't have to see the ground when I fall...

I arrive home with pink flushed cheeks and glittering green-blue eyes. The hardest part is the his smell that lingers on my skin. He is here and yet he isn't here at all. It is only a trick of the mind; a terrible delusion that leaves me with pale, white arms grasping out into the shallow blunt, blackness for someone who is far away. Someone who leaves you feeling utterly and beautifully broken.

Your not gone yet, but I can feel you slipping, slipping away.

Nell'amore non corrisposto è come se due individui vivessero in una bolla d'aria densissima e uno dei due venisse soffocato da tanta pienezza.

He can't really love anyone, you know, and in the end such people are always alone, no matter how much other people once loved them.

The ground and the air were as nothing to her, for all her life had been plucked out and there was nothing left but the knowledge that it had been taken away.