Quotes About Emptiness

The gift cannot be received unless it is given, for otherwise it would cease to merit its name. The basin is not filled up by the cascade from above unless it ceaselessly empties itself into the basin below. Only the abandonment of that which fills it permits that the stream to come should fill it without cease.

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Death can do that, make reality as hard to hold on to as water dripping through your fingers.

We have stressful habits that stand in the way of our desire for change and leave us feeling empty. We have fast-paced lifestyles filled with technological distractions and oversimplified solutions to complex problems that keep us from what we really need.

Discordantly—out of the mists—he heard her voice: "Dead faces," she said whitely, "they're all the same. . . . They don't, I mean, tell of the person as they were alive.

Smooth and smiling faces everywhere, but ruin in their eyes.

There wasn't a human being for several kilometers around, not a news-stand, not a shop, not a café, not a school. Not a cat, not a skinhead. Nothing.

The perfection of her face created a sense of emptiness--like a house with no curtains in the window.

Apparently orgasm is the only point where your mind becomes completely empty—you think of nothing for that second. That's why it's so compelling—it's a tiny taste of death. Your mind is void—you have nothing in your head save white light.

Since everything is only an illusion, perfect in being what it is, having nothing to do with good or bad, acceptance or rejection, one might as well burst out laughing! – Longchenpa

When she lost him, she lost not only her only child but all those decades of sacrifice—she lost her identity and her hope.

It's like you can't have a real conversation with anyone.

Whatever made me the way I am left me hollow, empty inside, unable to feel. It doesn't seem like a big deal. I'm quite sure most people fake an awful lot of everyday human contact. I just fake it all. I fake it very well, and the feelings are never there.

I'm quite sure more people fake an awful lot of everyday human contact. I just fake all of it." --Dexter

Even heaven is hell without you.

Never has a setting been so able to live without the souls traversing it.

But the truth was what Silvina had seen: we were already ghosts. We just kept haunting each other for no reason. Even as we kept awaiting the mortal blow. But there would be no mortal blow, just endless depths.

How did I know it had happened? Because of its absence now, because I still felt the loss of it, but I didn't know how to convey that to Borne then, because he had never lost anything. Not back then. He just kept accumulating, sampling, tasting. He kept gaining parts of the world, while I kept losing them.

My loneliness began to be filled with ghosts. That is the worst thing about loneliness, how easily it becomes filled.

But he drank a lot. When love dies, he told me, there are no survivors.

You can tell about people by their absences. By the shape of the emptiness they leave behind.

La única memoria que tenía de esos años era que no tenía ninguna.

Nada son cuatro letras que significan nada», y la nada era estar fuera de ese cuarto, de esa vida, era no volver a caminar el mismo día durante tantos años: el sosiego.

I've nothing, am nothing, shall be nothing, and yet I take nothing.