Quotes About Emptiness

To lose someone you love is the very worst thing in the world. It creates an invisible hole that you feel you are falling down and will never end. People you love make the world real and solid and when they suddenly go away forever, nothing feels solid any more.

It wasn't just the loss of people I had known but also the loss of myself. The loss of who I had been when I had been with them.

Want,' she told her, in a measured tone, 'is an interesting word. It means lack. Sometimes if we fill that lack with something else the original want disappears entirely. Maybe you have a lack problem rather than a want problem. Maybe there is a life that you really want to live.

Unlike a book or a film depression doesn't have to be about something.

Yes, there had been a void inside me, but voids were underrated. Voids were empty of love but also pain. Emptiness was not without its advantages. You could move around in emptiness.

An image of a black hole - she realised that's what she was. A black hole. A dying star, collapsing in on itself.

From the outside a person sees your physical form, sees that you are a unified mass of atoms and cells. Yet inside you feel like a Big Bang has happened. You feel lost, disintegrated, spread across the universe amid infinite dark space.

As she stared now at the magazine cover - an image of a black hole - she realised that's what she was. A black hole. A dying start collapsing in on itself.

The sense of being physically empty, of dissolving, of being a ghost whose existence was sourced by electric anxiety. And it became hard to breathe. The air thinned. It took massive concentration just to keep control of my breathing.

We're all lonely for something we don't know we're lonely for. —DAVID FOSTER WALLACE

As she stared at the magazine cover - an image of a black hole - she realized that's what she was. A black hole. A dying star, collapsing in on itself

She had loved no one, and no one had loved her back. She had been empty, her life had been empty, walking around, faking some kind of human normality like a sentient mannequin of despair. Just the bare bones of getting through.

This was all meaningless without love.

That's the thing with time, isn't it? It's not all the same. Some days – some years – some decades – are empty. There is nothing to them. It's just flat water. And then you come across a year, or even a day, or an afternoon. And it is everything. It is the whole thing.

Swimmer. Musician. Philosopher. Spouse. Traveller. Glaciologist. Happy. Loved. Nothing.

Want,' she told her, in a measured tone, 'is an interesting word. It means lack. Sometimes if we fill that lack with something else the original want disappears entirely. Maybe you have a lack problem rather than a want problem. Maybe there is a life that you really want to live.

Dengarkan baik-baik. Kalau selama ini anda percaya bahwa seseorang yang depresi ingin bahagia, anda salah. Mereka sama sekali tidak peduli betapa menyenangkannya kebahagiaan. Mereka hanya ingin kepedihan mereka lenyap. Mereka ingin menjadi "normal". Atau, karena merasa normal benar-benar mustahil, mereka ingin menjadi "kosong".

No. The Book of Regrets is getting lighter. There's a lot of white space in there now . . . It seems that you have spent all your life saying things that you aren't really thinking. This is one of your barriers.' 'Barriers?

Puedes tenerlo todo y no sentir nada».

I miss you", she said into the air, as if the spirits of every person she'd loved were in the room with her.

I make life worse for people. I have nothing to give. I'm sorry.

His voice, she realised, didn't sound like she remembered. It sounded emptier. A bit colder. Maybe it was tiredness. Maybe it was stress. Maybe it was beer. Maybe it was marriage.

It is last stage of all When we are frozen up within, and quite The phantom of ourselves, To hear the world applaud the hollow ghost Which blamed the living man.

Yes, thou art gone! and round me too the nightIn ever-nearing circle weaves her shade.