Quotes About Emptiness

The world is too quiet without you nearby.

I meant skies all empty aching blue. I meant years. I meant all of them with you.

In that wounded place, buried betweenmy ribs and letting go, I miss you.

I die a little, In the echo of your silence.

A life without love is like a river without water. Dryness cracks the heart.

The clock was striking one as I was in the Crescent, and there was not a soul in sight. --10 August

To look at you and to feel nothing is the closure that I desire.

The clock was striking one as I was in the Crescent, and there was not a soul in sight.

There was a coldness and loneliness in the world, and I felt that I had lost something without getting anything in return...

Indulgence is emptiness. I have proved the limits of food and frivolity. There is no real fulfillment in meaningless rushes of pleasure. You try to conceal the emptiness with more extravagance, only to find the thrills becoming less satisfying and more fleeting. Most pleasures are best as a seasoning, not the main course. However you try to disguise it, you end up feeding without being nourished.

Nothing is certain. Many ways lead to destruction. You will be tested beyond your capacity to endure. Should you survive the trials ahead, you will be a husband without a wife, a father without a son, a hero without a quest, and a king without a country. But take heart. Some must lose the way to find it. Some must be empty before they are full, weak before they are strong, and blind before they can see.

He was just . . . gone. He had been there a moment before. He was being so brave. And then he didn't know me. He's been taken someplace. We don't know where.

what would happen after the tour. The thought of not seeing him daily filled her chest with a hollow ache.

But that moment, the one that was supposed to be so special, had turned into an ache that would never heal.

My pain is constant and sharp...this confession has meant nothing

But you don't need anything. You have everything,' I tell him. Rip looks at me. 'No I don't.' 'What?' 'No I don't.' There's a pause and then I ask, 'Oh, shit, Rip, What don't you have?' 'I don't have anything to loose.

And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there.

I kept staring into the blackness of the woods, drawn into the darkness as I always had been. I suddenly realized how alone I was. (But this is how you travel, the wind whispered back, this is how you've always lived.)

Nothing. Nothing makes me happy. I like nothing, I tell her.

How could she ever understand that there isn't any way could be disappointed since I no longer find anything worth looking forward to?

There is music playing somewhere but I can't hear it.

A vast and abandoned world laid out in anonymous grids and quadrants, a view that confirmed you were much more alone than you thought you were, a view that inspired the flickering thoughts of suicide.

Bret Easton Ellis

How could she ever understand that there isn't any way I could be disappointed since I no longer find anything worth looking forward to?