Quotes About Emptiness

I felt myself in a solitude so frightful that I contemplated suicide. What held me back was the idea that no one, absolutely no one, would be moved by my death, that I would be even more alone in death than in life.

Perhaps there is nothing in the world I cling to as much as this feeling of adventure; but it comes when it pleases; it is gone so quickly and how empty I am once it has left. Does it, ironically, pay me these short visits in order to show me that I have wasted my life?

Non. Je ne manque nulle part, je ne laisse pas de vide. Les métros sont bondés, les restaurants comblés, les têtes bourrées à craquer de petits soucis. J'ai glissé hors du monde et il est resté plein. Comme un Å"uf. Il faut croire que je n'étais pas indispensable. J'aurais voulu être indispensable. A quelque chose ou à quelqu'un. A propos, je t'aimais. Je te le dis à présent parce que ça n'a plus d'importance.

Human feeling. That's beyond my range. I'm rotten to the core.

Soy feliz; este frío es tan puro, tan pura la noche; ¿no soy yo mismo una onda de aire helado? No tener ni sangre, ni linfa, ni carne. Deslizarse por este largo canal hacia aquella palidez. Ser sólo frío.

Canturrea para no pensar, padece como una avara, a veces desea sufrir un buen golpe, hundirse en la desesperación

I am empty of everything. I am empty of everything but the thin, frail ghosts in my room.

Well, that was the end of me, the real end. Two pound ten every Tuesday and a room of the Gray's Inn Road. Saved, rescued and with my place to hide in - what more did I want? I crept in and hid. The lid of the coffin shut down with a bang. Now I no longer wish to be loved, beautiful, happy or successful. I want one thing and one thing only - to be left alone. No more pawings, no more pryings - leave me alone.

Shall I tell her that in spite of everything they did I died then? Shall I tell her what it feels like to be dead? It's not being sad, it's quite different. It's being nothing, feeling nothing. (...) it's like walking along a road in a fog, knowing that you have left everything behind you. But you don't want to go back; you've got to go on.

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

I discover that grief means living with someone who is no longer there.

Why doesn't she want me? The sun is rising now, but it is 93,000,000 miles away and I can't get warm... She won't be cold. She has the sun inside her.

I wanted clothes about me because I felt I had been bone stripped. The solid knowable shape had gone.

I discover that grief means living with someone who is not there.

I know the calcium of your cheekbones. I know the weapon of your jaw. I have held your head in my hands but I have never held you. Not you in your spaces, spirit, electrons of life.

Lonely cries, and she was lonely, not for friends but for a time that hadn't been violated.

When we buried my mother, some of the light went out of me, and it seemed proper that I should go and live in a place where all the light shone outwards and none of it was there for us. Pew

The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not made anodyne by death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?

I hate this hospital. I sat in the car like this after my wife died. Staring out of the windscreen seeing nothing. The whole day passed and then it was night and nothing had changed because everything had changed.

I have found that I am not a space where people want to live. At least not without decorating first.

I shall have nowt to talk to now the baby is boiled.

Well done, my fine fellow out of my womb. What have you gained? Nothing! And oh, what have you lost? Everything!

To lose someone you love Is to alter your life forever... The pain stops, there are new people, But the gap never closes... This hole in your hear is the shape of the one you lost- No one else can fit it.

He hates for hate's sake. There are people like that. People who have everything. Money, power, sex. When they have everything they play for more sophisticated stakes than the rest of us. There are no thrills left to that man. The sun will never rise and delight him. he will never be lost in a strange town and forced to ask his way. I can't buy him. I can't tempt him. He wants a life for a life.