Quotes About Emptiness

I love the way you make me feel. I was incomplete without you.

Who are we without our memories?

If you want to travel the Way of Buddhas and Zen masters, then expect nothing, seek nothing, and grasp nothing.

I am tired, Beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little inkdrops, And posting it.

You have nothing. One should never allow themselves to think that they have, one can just touch - to have is to lack appreciation, to touch is to want to touch again.

The important thing is to know why we want to dance. We dance a solitude that we have inside us and cannot occupy with anything. This gap, that emptiness to which we put movement is the TANGO.

It's made me want to find a hole in the world, in the shape of me, and just fill it up

I sometimes feel that I have nothing to say and I want to communicate this.

I don't know how to live in the world as a Shadowhunter without Will. I don't think i even want to. I am still a parabatai, but my other half is gone.

All I ask is to be held above the barren wastes of want.

This hole in my heart is in the shape of you. No one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?

It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.

The meaning of man's life, as we have seen, is not measured by what he has, but by what he is. No matter how many possessions we have amassed, how much wealth we have accrued, how respected and secure our position is in society, how numerous the pieces of information we have accumulated, in moments of lucidity we may still abruptly perceive the dreadful futility of it all, the overwhelming emptiness and pointlessness of such a life.

Ironically, the more we crave to possess and dominate the world and others, the deeper and more unbearable becomes the chasm of our own emptiness.

We have to constantly confront our deepest anxieties, our emptiness, our despair, our doubts; and there is nowhere for us to escape and hide from them. It is impossible to ever turn back, and at times it seems impossible to ever make any further progress.

He returned to the empty space above the pharmacy and continued his practice of the "empty hand", kara-te, whose root is the same as kara-oke, "empty orchestra", the sing-along entertainment machine in bars and homes, but whose meaning is infinitely more profound.

I don't know if you've ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That's why I'm trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.

You may see all that is around you But you may feel nothing at all. So try and close your eyes so tight And listen to the night time fall.

You said this place was haunted," Shooting Glasses tells her. "By all the ghosts of who everybody used to want to be, before they died inside," Jade says.

You said this place was haunted," Shooting Glasses tells her. "By all the ghosts of who everybody used to want to be, before they died inside

Jade pats her pocket for the second sandwich she knows is just as gone as the first. It's less actually looking for it, more showing the world that she's hungry, that it can deliver her some nuggets or a burrito or fishsticks if it wants. She won't tell anybody.

What he called his own personal night was about the feeling of being nothing, of having no worth, of having spent himself in a war nobody cared about, and having given up everything that was important and good.

Alas, words were but empty things, devoid of power and all too easily broken, discarded, and forgotten.

An empty mind is easy to feed.