Quotes About Emptiness

I haven't written anything in four years. I'm sort of dried up.

I drink to forget I drink.

We can't feel anything - all that's left inside us is dust.

I feel this emptiness in me, like I still got something to prove and I still got so much stuff to work on in my game.

That's not always a nice feeling when you've given everything, and it's not enough - it's an empty feeling.

A secret is powerful when it is empty.

I'd got very successful, everyone knew who I was, but I felt very empty.

When I was making the most money at the top of my game, driving Bentleys and all that, I felt so existentially empty.

We are not supposed to die until we are empty.

I never really played in an empty gym before.

For years, I thought I simply didn't dream. I felt left out. Everybody else had a thing I didn't have.

The emptier and more frustrated you feel, the more the embers of longing glow at the bottom of your heart. Focus on those embers. Like a salmon returning to spawn, you will one day find your way home. That path leads back to the dwelling place of your soul, to who you truly are.

When you awaken to true nothingness and all the empty fictions you once thought of as "Me" disappear, then self-existent life without beginning and without end finally touches your heart.

Spiritual desire is the experience of God's presence in us or it may be the absence of God as well, since a feeling of absence may stimulate a yearning for God. It is the experience of delightful love and fearful emptiness.

With no sense of smell, your memories dropped like pennies out of a ripped pocket, until the past was ashes and your parents were blanks: nothing more than the holes in Swiss cheese.

Everyone was searching for something, conducting lively arguments, getting excited, but behind it all one felt weariness, disillusion, emptiness.

Everybody says / time heals everything. / But what of the wretched hollow? / The endless in between?

Você sobrevive a sua falta de sensibilidade e compreende que o vazio do mundo é, de certa maneira, obra sua.

Você sobrevive a sua falta de sensibilidade e compreende que o vazio do mundo mundo é, de certa maneira, obra sua.

Oh, hogyha látnád árva lelkedet A végtelen ?rben keringeni, Amint értelmet és kifejezést Keres hiába, idegen világban, S nem érez többé semmit és nem ért, Megborzadnál.

I've found out that I don't belong anywhere anymore, I don't long to be anywhere, but I used to think I had a heart and I belonged in Austria. But one day it all comes to an end, you lose both heart and soul, and now there is something bleeding to death inside of me but I don't know what it is.

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One of ennui's most terribel components is the overwhelming feeling of ennui that comes over you whenever you try to explain it.

Quiero confesarme y no sé qué decir. Mi corazón está vacío. El vacío es como un espejo puesto delante de mi rostro. Me veo a mí mismo, y al contemplarlo siento un profundo desprecio de mi ser. (Pausa) por mi indiferencia hacia los hombres y las cosas me he alejado de la sociedad en que viví. Ahora habito un mundo de fantasmas, prisionero de fantasías sin sueños.