Quotes About Emptiness

Certainly on the vast windy plain, there was plenty of nothing to be looked at.

Sometimes Sonny felt like he was the only human creature in the town. It was a bad feeling, and it usually came on him in the mornings early, when the streets were completely empty, the way they were one Saturday morning in late November.

The thing that Buffalo Hump was most grateful for, as he rode into the emptiness, was the knowledge that in the years of his youth and manhood he had drawn the lifeblood of so many enemies. He had been a great killer; it was his way and the way of his people; no one in his tribe had killed so often and so well. The killings were good to remember, as he rode his old horse deeper into the llano, away from all the places where people came.

Do you know what it means to be heartbroken? It means your heart isn't whole, so you can't really do anything wholeheartedly.

You're like a starving person whose stomach is shrunk up from not having any food. You're shrunk up from not wanting nothing.

I miss Gus...I get to expecting to hear him talk and he ain't here. My ears sort of get empty.

the seven of them rode for two hours into country that seemed to contain nothing except itself.

Loneliness is like ice. After you've been lonely long enough you don't even realize you're cold, but you are.

I get to expecting to hear him talk and he ain't here. My ears sort of get empty.

Soon the whites would come, of course, but what he was seeing was a moment between, not the plains as they had been, or as they would be, but a moment of true emptiness, with thousands of miles of grass resting unused, occupied only by remnants—of the buffalo, the Indians, the hunters.

That's the only part that bugs me about this. It's so empty out there." "True. On the other hand, if the Sun blows up we'll be in an unrivaled position to say, 'What was that?'" "Oh

It's actually wonderful to see that you're nobody and that all the fear you've had all your life was in relation to this self you thought you had.

You see that in a certain sense content doesn't matter, because whatever it is passes away.

A four-year-old has so little past, and he remembers almost none of it, neither the father he once had nor the house where he once lived. But he can feel the absences – and feel them as sensation, like a texture that was once at his fingers every day but now is gone and no matter how he gropes or reaches his hand he cannot touch what's no longer there.

The limitless, lowering sky, the long stretches of motionless empty prairie, the silence, complete right down to the absence of birdsong -- who knows what decides a man to leave most of his words unspoken?

He stood quite still, freezing, and somebody somewhere owed him infinite love.

Så egendomligt overklig denna våning redan hade blivit! Det var inte en våning där någon bodde, utan en bild av en våning där någon hade bott. Precis som Goethehuset i Weimar eller August Strindbergs arbetsrum på Drottninggatan. En våning kunde bli en bild av sig själv när den inte längre var befolkad. Den var densamma som förut. Men den hade stelnat till bild.

It leaves you in the same strange place, trying to figure out how to navigate the world without the most important person watching.

I was suddenly and completely inundated by it. What had been lost in losing him.

Maybe freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose." She tilted her head. "Did you really just quote Janis Joplin?

Esa niña estaba destinada a perderlo todo para encontrarlo todo, porque solamente alguien que se vacía puede ser llenado de nuevo.

Se sentía tan sola y abandonada! Un chile en nogada olvidado en una charola después de un gran banquete no se sentiría peor que ella.

Porque solamente alguien que se vacía puede ser llenado de nuevo. En el vacío está la luz del entendimiento.

How about giving your old man a break here, huh, Chirp? Chirp is dead, I hear myself say and watch the flat words destroy his pleasure. You killed her, and now you have to deal with me because I'm what's left.