Quotes About Emptiness

Sometimes I get lonely, but it's nice to be alone.

She who boasts of lovers soon has none.

I like melancholy. I like to pretend that I'm alone in the world and I'm just sort of abandoned.

Los Angeles is a bleached-out, soulless pit.

In the beginning, there was silence. And out of the silence came the sound. The sound is not here.

You'll find that empty vessels make the most sound.

Our life is full of empty space.

Make an empty space in any corner of your mind, and creativity will instantly fill it.

Space ails us moderns: we are sick with space.

It's everywhere, really. It's between the galaxies. It is in this room. We believe that everywhere that you have space, empty space, that you cannot avoid having some of this dark energy.

I always like to talk about how important space is. Art is in the spaces. Anybody can sing a note; it takes an artist to sing the spaces. Anybody can paint a brushstroke; it takes an artist to know when not to put the brushstroke.

But she's still afraid that the more she misses him--his face, his skin, the way he looked at her--and the more hope she has that she'll see him again, the more she has to lose.

That's how it felt – that the loss of him had a life of its own. I lived with it as I could have lived with him. Some nights it was quiet and sometimes it pounded on my door.

You hold an absence at your center, as if it were a life.

Grief is the ultimate unrequited love. However hard and long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels....

And in the end... Not even that old familiar sensation of emptiness. Just a hint of helplessness, a frustration for a lost time from a result prematurely injured and failed.

Love doesn't exist, you see. It's just another shadowy figure that goes bump in the night.

I loved you without knowing it, and I looked for your memory.In empty houses I entered with a lantern to steal your portrait

Do we really need each other, or are we just covering up each other's loneliness?

No one is materialistic by birth. It the loneliness of that person which makes him, love things that can never love him back.

The void can only be filled with love.

if you eat menand still feel like you're starving, you're craving something that they cannot give.

Nothing is left of meEach time I see her

You fill a hungry place shaped like your darkness.