Quotes About Emptiness

How simultaneously enfeebling and insulting is an empty page! Devoid

And not there, not there, not there, Your laughing face and your wind-blown hair Leave not even a ghost in the garden.

It was since he returned home that the evil eye of discontent had been on him, making empty air of his attempts to find a philosophy of his own, turning to ashes whatever he grasped.

One did not so much feel sorrow at his absence as a sense of the unfitness of his not being there.

I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed.

To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever. You don't get over it because 'it' is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? 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 IN. WHY WOULD I WANT THEM TO?

Hay tanto de Todo que lo que hay de Nada queda muy bien cubierto.

Why there's still all this space inside me I don't know.

The emptiness of our boredom met with the emptiness of these supposed signs.

A przecie? serce mi biÅ'o. I ziaÅ' boskoÅ›ciÄ… bÄ™dÄ…c czymÅ› przepysznie urzekajÄ…cym i ujmujÄ…cym w pustce bezmiernej tej nocy, ?ródÅ'em ciepÅ'a i Å›wiatÅ'a oddychajÄ…cego. ?aska. Cud niepojÄ™ty: dlaczego niewa?no?? ta stalÄ… siÄ™ wa?na? Fryderyk? Czy Fryderyk to wiedziaÅ', czy widziaÅ', czy jemu tak?e to wpadÅ'o w oko?...

Einer von denen, die nach Hause kommen und die dann doch nicht nach Hause kommen, weil für sie kein Zuhause mehr da ist.

The artist's job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence.

Eternal nothingness is O.K. if you're dressed for it.

The artist's job is not to succumb to despair, but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existance

Mary: Il sesso senza amore è un'esperienza vuota! -Isaac: Beh, ma tra le esperienze vuote è una delle migliori.

Wieczna pustka jest w porz?dku, je?li jest si? odpowiednio ubranym.

We titled it Anhedonia, which is a psychological symptom wherein one cannot experience pleasure.

Come aboard if your destination is oblivion - it should be our next stop.

The most beautiful rooms I have entered have been empty ones. Warehouses full of light and dust. Empty attics with a view. Coastlines. Prairies.

I'm more preoccupied with furnishing my head than the place where I live. The most beautiful rooms I have entered have been empty ones.

To lose your mother, well, that is like losing the sun above you.

To lose a brother is to lose someone with whom you can share the experience of growing old, who is supposed to bring you a sister-in-law and nieces and nephews, creatures to people the tree of your life and give it new branches. To lose your father is to lose the one whose guidance and help you seek, who supports you like a tree trunk supports its branches. To lose your mother, well, that is like losing the sun above you. It

This is the treasure my lifestyle has earned me. Millions in the bank but an empty soul.

Memories. Weighty emptinesses. I live in a memory the size and shape of a house.