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Quotes About Emptiness

Nothing on earth exerts such pressure on the human soul as a void.
~ Stefan Zweig
Aber wie sollte ein so rascher Ruhm nicht einen so leeren Kopf beduseln? (...) Und dann, ist es nicht eigentlich verflucht leicht, sich für einen großen Menschen zu halten, wenn man nicht mit der leisesten Ahnung belastet ist, daß ein Rembrandt, ein Beethoven, ein Dante, ein Napoleon je gelebt haben?
~ Stefan Zweig
A veces, al evocar su vida, se sentía como si sólo hubiera participado activamente en una pequeña parte de ella, y hubiera vivido el resto sumida en el cansancio o empujada por el vacío sentido del deber
~ Stefan Zweig
Ac? çekmek için bile yetersizdim.
~ Stefan Zweig
Nothing was done to us - we were simply placed in a complete void, and everyone knows that nothing on earth exerts such pressure on the human soul as a void.
~ Stefan Zweig
Yanl?z kalmaya ve kendi ateÅŸimle kavrulmaya daha fazla dayanamayacakt?m. Fakat bütün bak??lar beni yalay?p geçiyordu, kimse varl???m? hissetmek istemiyordu.
~ Stefan Zweig
Bize hiçbir ÅŸey yap?lmad?, yaln?zca tam bir hiçliÄŸin içine koyulduk, çünkü bilindiÄŸi gibi dünyada hiçbir ÅŸey insan ruhunu hiçlik kadar bask? alt?na alamaz.
~ Stefan Zweig
ever since he discovered that all his millions could not bring him back his wife, he has learned to despise money.
~ Stefan Zweig
To free oneself of ambitions and all forms of avarice: "Thirst for glory is the most futile of all, the most valueless and bogus currency known to man.
~ Stefan Zweig
Pero no te diste cuenta de mi presencia, ni mucho menos, aunque estaba cada noche en tu calle, tanto si nevaba como si soplaba ese viento vienés que parece que te corta al pasar.
~ Stefan Zweig
Yeryüzünde hiçbir ÅŸey hiçlik kadar insan ruhuna bask? yapamaz.
~ Stefan Zweig
İçimin bir zamanlar ne kadar ölü olduÄŸunu asla bilmediler
~ Stefan Zweig
Este estar cerca y a la vez lejos de ella, sin ver ni un reflejo de su pelo, sin oír siquiera una palabra medio ahogada de su voz y, sin embargo, con las almas estrechamente entrelazadas, le resulta un tormento insoportable.
~ Stefan Zweig
Sabahtan geceye kadar bir ÅŸeyler beklenir, ancak hiçbir ÅŸey olmaz. Beklenir durulur. Hiçbir ÅŸey olmaz. Beklenir, beklenir, beklenir; düÅŸünülür, düÅŸünülür, ÅŸakaklar aÄŸr?yana kadar düÅŸünülür. Hiçbir ÅŸey olmaz. Yaln?z kal?n?r. Yaln?z... Yaln?z...
~ Stefan Zweig
Bize hiçbir ÅŸey yapmad?lar -sadece bizi en mutlak anlamdaki hiçliÄŸin içerisine yerleÅŸtirdiler, çünkü bilindiÄŸi gibi dünyada hiçbir ÅŸey insan ruhu üzerinde hiçlik kadar a??r bir bask? uygulayamaz.
~ Stefan Zweig
Jakob Mendel] leggeva come altri pregano, come i giocatori giocano e gli ubriachi tengono lo sguardo fisso nel vuoto storditi.
~ Stefan Zweig
Ich wünschte, dass ich Ihnen ein wenig fehlte. (Briefe an Lotte Zweig)
~ Stefan Zweig
unsäglich arm, weil sie nichts geben konnte und nur empfing, mit
~ Stefan Zweig
Yeryüzünde hiçbir ÅŸey insana hiçlik kadar bask? yapamaz
~ Stefan Zweig
Her blank eyes burrowed through the fetid air between herself and her visitor. They were without content; hollow pools of meaninglessness. They were not eyes, but voids sunk between two jutting pent-houses of bone and two bloodless hummocks of cheek. They suspended two raw rods of grief before their own immobility, like frozen fountains in a bright wintry air; and on these rods the fluttering rags of a futile grief were hung.
~ Stella Gibbons
I'm incredibly sad that my mother's not here to see my kids and that my kids don't get to know her. And she didn't meet my husband. That's one of the hardest things. I don't even know how to put that into words.
~ Stella McCartney
Resist the temptation to be someone once again. Allow yourself to be no one; allow your mind to be empty of thought, unfurnished, until the identities gradually filter back in. Notice the space between your identities and the awareness of them. Notice if a similar gap appears at other times during the day, an empty space that you may have ignored before but can now lean into and prolong. Continue to open to the openness.
~ Stephan Bodian
She felt like she was breathing cotton.
~ Stephanie Clifford
The sense of loss was deeply familiar - a sudden hole, the universe altered, a recognition of the end of something meaningful and important. How often does one get the chance to be this close to a wild being?
~ Stephanie Kaza