Quotes About Emptiness

It hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time.

I don't want to know that you don't want me. I don't want to know what you do without me. I don't want to know what I'll be without you. I dont wanna know. I don't wanna know.

No-man's land under snow is like the face of the moon: chaotic, crater ridden, uninhabitable, awful, the abode of madness.

The strange white world lay stroked by silence. No birds sang. The garden was no longer there, in this forested land. Nor were the out-buildings nor the old crumbling walls. There lay only a narrow clearing round the house now, hummocked with unbroken snowdrifts, before the trees began, with a narrow path leading away.

There was something missing inside me I was trying to fill up, but I went about doing it the wrong way. But there sure isn't anything missing inside me now, because you're there.

But he was a hard man, Mrs Peters. Just to pass the time of day with him—(shivers) Like a raw wind that gets to the bone,

Mrs. Hale had not moved. "If there had been years and years of—nothing, then a bird to sing to you, it would be awful—still—after the bird was still.

Letting go is the lesson. Letting go is always the lesson. Have you ever noticed how much of our agony is all tied up with craving and loss?

Barry was gone in a flurry of papers blown off tabletops.

All men dream, all men have a dream, all men want a dream.... I have none, What shall I put in its stead? I do not know.Melancholy is my only companion, and she does not dream either.

Do people look at me and see horror lurking just beneath this tattered skin? Or is it the reverse? Do they see that something is missing? the spark of divinity that makes a life human? I am a void, a chaotic abyss, that would swallow up the world.

I felt dead and sick inside.

it felt as if she'd floated up above the clouds to the edge of space and was now surrounded by a vacuum of nothing. No air, no wind, no feeling in her body. As

I knew I would need a place to make sense of what I had lost and yet never had.

I had what my own life hadn't given me.

There is nothing more melancholy than empty festive places.

This building was full of what it was missing.

This building was full of what it was missing. It was if the people who passed thorough had left a small indent in the air.

the breeze was filled with "the smell of heartbreak and ashes.

According to librarian Glen Creason, the breeze was filled with "the smell of heartbreak and ashes.

I EAT THE DARK

The opposite of love isn't hate.  It's indifference, lethal neutrality, apathy.  You don't care. Instead of energy there's malaise, inertia. Instead of chemistry there's emptiness. Instead of substance there's frivolousness. The relationship is all but dead.

Depression is melancholy minus its charms.

There is something about losing your mother that is permanent and inexpressable - a wound that will never quite heal.