Quotes About Emptiness

I felt this boy whose name I couldn't be bothered to remember grunting and heaving inside me; I was that empty and that far away. And suddenly I knew what became of all those lost balloons: they were the loves that slipped out of our fists; the blank eyes that rose in every night sky.

Se dai il tuo cuore a qualcuno e lui muore, lo porta via con sé? Devi passare il resto della vita con un buco dentro che non può essere riempito?

My father died last year," Thomas said. "I still look for him in crowds.

That's the paradox of loss: How can something that's gone weigh us down so much?

Jei atiduodi kam nors savo šird?, o tie žmon?s miršta, ar jie nusineša j? su savim? Ar likusi? amžinyb?s dal? praleidi su kiauryme, kurios ne?manoma užpildyti?

Motinyst? nuspalvino Leis?s gyvenim? ryškesn?mis spalvomis; ji netilpdavo savam kaily nuo suvokimo, kad jos gyvenimas n? negal?t? b?ti sklidinesnis. Nesuprasdavo anuomet, kad kai tavo vizija esti tokia ryški ir tikroviška, gali ja susižeisti. Kad tik patyrusi toki? pilnatv? gali iki galo suprasti, kaip skauda jausti tuštum?.

you eventually make the decision to divide your life in half—before and after—with loss being that tight bubble in the middle. You can move around in spite of it; you can laugh and smile and carry on with your life, but all it takes is one slow range of motion, a doubling over, to be fully aware of the empty space at your center.

LOSE someone you love, there is a tear in the fabric of the universe. It's the scar you feel for, the flaw you can't stop seeing. It's the tender place that won't bear weight. It's a void.

He's lighter than you'd think, like whatever was inside him was used up long ago. With that reasoning, it's a wonder I don't float off into the sky.

This time I don't bother with words; the ones we need don't exist in the English language. Even the syllable grief feels like a cliff, and we've fallen.

I wonder how someone can leave in the blink of an eye without you even noticing.

As it turns out, you can love someone too much. Then, when they leave, your heart goes missing. And no one can survive that great a loss.

doesn't matter what it is that leaves a hole inside you. It just matters that it's there.

Survivors who look perfectly fine on the outside can still be emotionally empty at the core. And because of that, they can't always connect with their kids or their spouses—or they make the conscious decision not to connect, so that they don't fail the people they love.

He wondered why, after years of wanting to stand at the very top, he felt so goddamned empty.

I was healthy. I wasn't starving or maimed by a land mine or orphaned. Yet somehow, it wasn't enough. I had a hole in me, and everything I took for granted slipped through it like sand. I

The bigger the hole inside you, the more desperate you became to fill it.

It doesn't matter what it is that leaves a hole inside you. It just matters that it's there.

Sergeant Berry was never enthusiastic about the countryside. It was far too empty for his liking, too quiet, too open. It needed bricks. Lots of bricks, walls of them, making houses and factories, cluttering up all those wide spaces where the sky was visible.

The dead are my dark matter, filling up impalpably the empty spaces of the world.

The glimmering landscape materialized slowly before him. Such stillness. He might have been the last man in the world.

I had a sudden image of myself as a sort of large dark simian something slumped there at the table, or not a something but a nothing, rather, a hole in the room, a palpable absence, a darkness visible.

To, ?e tu jestem, wynika po prostu z potrzeby, ?eby nigdzie nie by?.

I have achieved nothing, nothing. I am what I always was, alone as always, locked in the same old glass prison of myself.