Quotes About Emptiness

It was so hard to imagine that a mind could be gone. All those thoughts that you never tell anyone, all those dreams, all that entire pocket universe: gone. A character unlike any other character, a consciousness. It didn't seem possible.

You can't make love to your fame. Even though some people try.

Oh I miss you Hetti Moore But there's no one here left to tell - The world has gone black before my eyes.

Kim Stanley Robinson

You walk down the street and people are just graveyards, really.

A swarm of tiny noxious animals had bored a way into my inner man and hollowed me out.

My head was emptying and emptying, and in the end it sat light and void on my shoulders. I percieved this gaping emptiness in my head with my whole body, I felt hollowed out from top to toe.

Og intet Rop, intet Menneskes Ord hørtes noget Sted, ingenting, men bare det tunge Sus omkring mit Hode.

Lykkelige mennesker! Det er også noget å være næsten intet.

Min hjærne randt mig stille ut av hodet og gjorde mig tom.

I had remarked so plainly that, whenever I had been hungry for any length of time, it was just as if my brains ran quite gently out of my head and left me with a vacuum--my head grew light and far off, I no longer felt its weight on my shoulders, and I had a consciousness that my eyes stared far too widely open when I looked at anything.

How steadily my predicament had gotten worse! By now I was so utterly denuded of objects that I didn't even have a comb left, or a book to read when I felt hopeless.

It is a sad spectacle, a dead town trying to pretend it is alive.

I had noticed very clearly that every time I went hungry a little too long it was as though my brains simply ran quietly out of my head and left me empty. My head became light and floating. I could no longer feel its weight on my shoulders, and I had the sense that my eyes were remaining far too open when I looked at anything.

I got nothing. Even the spies I'm spying on who are spying on other spies got nothing.

In other words, the square root of fuckall is fuckall.

Sabine sighed. "It's not true that she doesn't care about anything. She cares about nothing very much." Lanthe

Still, Kaderin sighed, unable to help feeling very old and very alone.

Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose.

I miss you. You don't know how much I miss you. You don't know how my heart sinks inside me when I think how far away you are. But then, maybe you know that feeling. I hope you do. No, I wouldn't wish that on you. But then, yes I would . . .. Forgive me for missing you that much.

Even with him in me I ache for him, and it's that aching that brings me rapidly to the brink.

No, my head is quite empty, answered the Woodman. But once I had brains, and a heart also; so, having tried them both, I should much rather have a heart.

Oh, sometimes I think it is no use to make friends. They only go out of your life after a while and leave a hurt that is worse than the emptiness before they came

I just looked at her, feeling utterly empty. I didn't know what I was supposed to say to her. My life is in that bed. Please let me stay.