Quotes About Emptiness

I've never been in love. I will die without knowing what it feels like to need to see one person's face when you go to sleep at night, to crave seeing it when you wake up. I wish I knew.

Whether it was power they sought, or revenge, or love-well, those were all just different forms of hunger. The bigger the hole inside you, the more desperate you became to fill it.

Ah, love. That's what the world has lost. There's no more love, only the illusion of it.

Sally...can no longer think of love as a reality, or even as a possibility, however remote.

...if all we mean by our love is a craving to be loved, we are in a very deplorable state.

The real beauty - inside, it comes from the heart, where love lives. If not, even the most common facial features can not hide the emptiness, which eventually pushes people.

Desire is always followed by boredom. And only love can defeat boredom. Love with a capital L; we all dream of it.

When you lose someone you love, you die too, and you wait around for your body to catch up.

who is the love of my life? Maybe I don't have one. Maybe it's not love at all. But if it's not love, then what is it? I wish I knew.

That's the thing: We didn't really care. A world without love is also a world without stakes.

It's so dreadful to have nothing to love - life is so empty - and there's nothing worse than emptiness.

Losing love is like a window in your heart.

If you lost the love of your life, that's a nightmare.

If love drove people mad, what would lack of love do?

Love is just a hole in the wall.

Unrequited love is like hitting your head against a wall that isn't there.

I think living with the absence of someone we love is like living in front of a mountain from which a person - a speck in the distance, on some distance ridge - is perpetually waving.

Scarcely a tear to shed; Hardly a word to say; The end of a Summer's day; Sweet Love is dead.

They will not love me, you say? When have they ever loved me? How can I lose something I have never owned? - Stannis

Hell is not to love anymore.

Was it love when somebody filled a space in your life that yawned inside you, once they had gone?

Love is just a shout in the void.

Love with no feelings is a waste.

Sadness of love without release.