Quotes About Emptiness

The number 0 is the number of terms in a class which has no members, i.e. in the class which is called the null-class.

if I were, even now, without either a dog or a horse in my keeping, I should feel I had lost contact with the earth.

We were created to be full. When we're not filled with the good things Christ came to bring us, we will grasp at anything as a substitute. An unsatisfied soul is an accident waiting to happen.

Wholeness will only come when we give ourselves wholly to God and let Him fill every empty place in our lives.

Something that required the best of you has ended. You will miss it.

I've had days when I go in my bedroom for 24 hours at a time. I call them my Cilla Black days, and they're literally black days. It's like the old Boomtown Rats song 'I Don't Like Mondays.' You just want to shut the whole day down.

And I was desolate and sick of an old passion.

Depression is something that makes you lose your sight.

And now there is merely silence, silence, silence, saying all we did not know.

I began to think that if you're a stutterer, it's about inhabiting silence, emptiness, and nothingness.

The silence of a room when someone enters with a gun is very different from the sound that room makes when empty.

If the room falls silent for a moment, all I hear is white noise.

Serious loss brings you into one of the world's silent fraternities.

Missing someone is a vague, unpleasant sensation, like gnawing anxiety. It isn't as concrete as grief, but it's just as pervasive and there's no escaping it.

Infidelity reduces and diminishes, leaving nothing where you once had a sense of self-worth.

Loss takes up inside of everything sooner or later and eats right through it.

This is what I know about myself. She was all I wanted. And I took her away.

I didn't know how to be in the world without her.

Looking at her eyes, I could see a fire inside them. It was a hearth fire you could depend on, you could draw up to and get warm by if you were cold or cook something on that would feed the emptiness in you.

Quietness has a strange, spongy hum that can nearly break your eardrums. I didn't know if it was the emptiness, the

Loss takes up inside of everything sooner or later and eats right through

Uncovering this need has been like finding an empty room in the center of my house, one I didn't know was there, one I couldn't pass without feeling its vacuity and wondering how it should be filled. I know I came to Greece in part to try and fill this vacancy in myself. I just didn't think it would have anything to do with Mary.

I looked at him. I'd held the world too close and it had slipped from my arms.

Every time it happened, it was like coming upon an empty room I didn't know was there, and stepping in, I would be pierced by it, by the ghost of the one who'd once filled it up. I didn't stumble into this place much anymore, but when I did, it hollowed out little pieces of my chest.