Quotes About Emptiness

The whole point of getting engrossed in something that interests you, is that you dissolve into it, the more the intensity...the more you become vapor - you dissolve. In fact, there is no you to judge, to see... only emptiness within, that is the whole purpose of life... at least my life!"

When he shut himself in his apartment he found that he hoped he was waiting for nothing at all.

Huston conducted all of his relationships from a solid center, from within the stabilizing orbit of his family, always venturing out from and returning to family, with his every action and reaction synchronized with family first, family last, family always, whereas DeMarco, on the other hand, had no center. He ventured out to the other relationships from emptiness, and to emptiness he returned. Every action synchronized with nothing. Emptiness first, emptiness last, emptiness always.

**(c)(p) PEOPLE LOVE TO ASK-WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE? THIS QUESTION OF MORTALITY SEEMS SO PREVALENT IN THESE LATTER DAYS. SO I ASK-WHAT IS DYING? ITS NOTHING MORE THAN JUST LEAVING AN EMPTY SPACE-WHICH MAY/MAY NOT BE FILLED, EVER. THERE IS A VOID WHICH FOLLOWS EVERY BEING. ITS THE ABSENCE OF YOUR BEING-NOT BEING HERE-IN THE PASSAGE OF TIME. IT BECOMES THE ABSENCE OF TIME ITSELF WHICH NO MORTAL HAS CONTROL OVER.

When longing disappears, love disappears.

I am absolutely convinced that meaninglessness does not come from being weary of pain; meaninglessness comes from being weary of pleasure. And that is why we find ourselves emptied of meaning with our pantries still full.

[L]ike those special afternoons in summer when you go to Yankee Stadium at two o'clock in the afternoon for an eight o'clock game. It's so big, so empty and so silent that you can almost hear the sounds that aren't there.

Right after 'Raymond' I had a world-is-my-oyster attitude, but I found out I don't like oysters. I had this existential emptiness. 'What is my purpose? Who am I?' I had a big identity crisis.

Something's died in me," she goes. "It took a long time for it to do it, but it's dead. You've killed something, just like you'd took an axe to it. Everything is dirt now.

I was as hollow and empty as the spaces between stars.

I can't hold a camera anymore.

Here in Canada, I haven't people, I haven't family, I haven't friends. So I'm not happy here.

Growing up without love, without being cared for, might be the worst type of poverty.

The cast was huge, but I never saw anybody.

I seem to enjoy telling stories with a central absence, with a lacuna tunnelled into them.

I often have the feeling that acting is really not difficult, because all I do is I just listen. I just listen. I just listen to what there is. And if there's nothing, then I listen to nothing. If there's a chair, and it's empty, I listen to an empty chair, and I will respond to it.

I don't think it would be very difficult for me to open the chapters of my life because there isn't much there.

My childhood lacked affection and ambience.

One can never know for sure what a deserted area looks like.

To be inside an abandoned mall is surreal. Often times I feel like I'm the last person alive on the planet.

My heart is broken," she goes. "It's turned to a piece of stone. I'm no good. That's what's as bad as anything, that I'm no good anymore.

My lungs are thick with the smoke of your absence.

Your face, your mouth, your shoulder inconceivable to me now! Where did they go? It's like I dreamed them. The stones we brought home from the beach lie face up on the windowsill, cooling. Come home. Do you hear? My lungs are thick with the smoke of your absence.

Years later, I still wanted to give up friends, love, starry skies, fora house where no one was home, no one coming back, and all I could drink.