Quotes About Emptiness

The heart of man is an ever empty abyss into which the whole world shall fall and be swallowed up.

Nothing is so desolate as a place where life has been and gone.

He felt as empty as a post hole for he was none of the things he once had been. He was a man sitting on a rock. He had crossed over.

My father is gone, and I miss him as only an adoring daughter can.

Alone I'm nothing.

An' this house just ain't no home, Anytime she goes away.

My apartment looks like no one lives in it.

I've done arenas, and sometimes it feels like you're the only one in the room.

This empty and deserted house is a vast enigma of which the answer is known to none.

Yes, it is time I was dead; there is nothing left me to do but to die. I am no good in the world; I am no longer a father!

Rien ne grise comme le vin du malheur.

Idleness is emptiness; the tree in which the sap is stagnant, remains fruitless.

Lonesomeness, on the other hand, did not depend on circumstance. It was bolted in the heart and seized on a man's weakness, a vise that squeezed all possibility out of time, that crushed hope and rendered meaningless anything tomorrow could offer.

When I kissed her, I felt that my heart would tear through my chest for excitement and wonder, and then I felt a good, empty sicknesss, if you can speak of anything in such contradictory terms.

There is no word for the sound a life makes.

Emptiness does not mean nothingness but the availability of space that allows a building to be rebuilt, out of true emptiness arises wondrous existence

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So las ich falsch in deinem Aug, dem tiefen? Kein heimlich Sehnen sah ich heiß dort funkeln? Es birgt zu deiner Seele keine Pforte Dein feuchter Blick? Die Wünsche, die dort schliefen, Wie stille Rosen in der Flut, der dunkeln, Sind, wie dein Plaudern: seellos... Worte, Worte?

For the first time, she did want more. She did not know what she wanted, knew that it was dangerous and that she should rest content with what she had, but she knew an emptiness deep inside her, which began to ache.

The suicide hour of cold coffee and alien voices on the radio.

You can be so much in a room that the world outside turns to water. You've got the heater blowing out burnt air, but you still don't get warm. Your ankles are singed, but your head's in a bucket of ice. Time drips like a stalactite. The water for the coffee boils away in a tree of steam.

The Buddha proclaimed sunyata, or Emptiness, to be the underlying nature of all phenomena, a web of causal relationships that the philosopher-poet Octavio Paz referred to as a "fathomless abyss above which metaphysical thought flaps its wings." In the Buddhist Tantras, this "truth that does not itself exist" and the concurrent freedom from self-identity is celebrated as the birth of a radiant, compassionate awareness, often symbolized by luminous multiarmed deities.

Molly wasn't hope then, of course, and i can't help hating her for not being there.

People are islands,' she said. 'They don't really touch. However close they are, they're really quite separate. Even if they've been married for fifty years.