Quotes About Emptiness

Because while life harasses us, love is only a wave taller than the other waves: but oh, when death comes knocking at the gate, there is only your glance against so much emptiness, only your light against extinction, only your love to shut out the shadows.

Everything I had been carting from one stage of my life to another, to remind me of me, was in the boxes that surrounded me. And there were so many of them now, just days before my thirty-seventh birthday. But so little left of me. At the end of a marriage, no one wins. There is only anger, sorrow, guilt, emptiness, and defeat.

Ik wachtte tot Hekabe zou spreken, maar ze zei niets. Misschien dat ze, oog in oog met dit uitzicht, woorden zo'n gedevalueerd ruilmiddel vond dat ze het als verloren moeite beschouwde ze nog te gebruiken.

And then I looked at him, at this man who in a previous life I might have liked or even loved—and watched him turn to stone.

My own tears seemed landlocked and frozen in a glacier I could not reach or touch within me.

I felt the sharp sting of emptiness and solitude that you feel so acutely and with such internal sorrow and wonder whenever music is performed well.

M]otherlessness caused one of the great thirsts of the human condition.

The house was still as northern woods in winter, when all the creatures are gone.

All day I listened and looked down, hoping no one would ask me a question. I hid so deep inside, I'd lose myself for days, forget the sound of my own voice. At home, I was silent more and more, my mouth too sad to speak.

Sybel, you went from me like a dream, so silently, so irrevocably—I could not bear it, I could not bear it—

Nothing was true but the fatigue of life and the eternal disappointment.

I have been sadder than any man could be: for nothing in the world was made for me.

The desperate boredom of the wealthy, that he often spoke of to Anne. It tended to destroy rather than create. And it could lead to crime as easily as privation.

Flung out of space

In his clearest moments he thinks he has lost the ability to love, people or places or things, most of all the person and place and thing that he is. Without love nothing has value, nothing can be made to matter very much.

No love left, only kindness

Darkness feeds on apathy.

How do you feel?" He rubbed his stomach. "Like I've been eating Styrofoam.

De ergste vorm van eenzaamheid is het isolement waarin je belandt als niemand je begrijpt

Despite Langdon's assurances that the keystone had nothing to do with her past, Sophie still sensed something deeply personal entwined within this mystery, as if this cryptex, forged by her grandfather's own hands, were trying to speak to her and offer some kind of resolution to the emptiness that had haunted her all these years.

The first time she had tried to kill herself, she had intuited that there was no escape. She had seen, with sudden clarity, that her life was a series of boxes, a maze that she would run and run through and never find an exit, and she thought, almost peacefully, I don't want it. I don't want my life.

He was surprised at how useless his mind was.

Nothing had ever been so welcome by its absence.

The beauty of being dead, he knows now, is that there is no pain and no sense of self.