Quotes About Emptiness

My heart didn't break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn't do. He didn't want to hear my stories. He didn't ask me questions. He didn't smile when I was talking to him. He didn't hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all.

As for you, you are alive. But it's not the same as living.

Bee had never been so hungry in her life. Oh, she'd been hungry plenty of times. Stomach-growling, eat-a-big-meal hungry. But this was different.

It is precisely when a person, who is borne down by inner emptiness and weariness or a sense of personal unworthiness, feels that he would like to withdraw from his task, that he should learn what it means to have a duty to perform in the fellowship, and

Al igual que las nubes que se forman en el cielo permanecen cierto tiempo en él y luego se disuelven en el vacío del espacio, los pensamientos ilusorios surgen, duran un momento y después se desvanecen en la vacuidad de la mente. De hecho no ha pasado realmente nada.

il tempo è fuggito tanto velocemente che l'animo non è riuscito ad invecchiare.

Che triste sbaglio, pensò Drogo, forse tutto è così, crediamo che attorno ci siano creature simili a noi e invece non c'è che gelo, pietre che parlano una lingua straniera, stiamo per salutare l'amico ma il braccio ricade inerte, il sorriso si spegne, perché ci accorgiamo di essere completamente soli. [Il deserto dei Tartari]

we think there are beings like ourselves around us and instead there is nothing but ice and stones speaking a strange language; we are on the point of greeting a friend but our arm falls inert, the smile dies away because we are completely alone.

A common little song has died and left me here with a heart in pain and sent me wandering lovelessly to deposit my heart at every door: with her who was never born yet died and left to me a loveless heart: and yet carries off my heart in pain: to deposit my heart at every door.

What do they find then, that this lover has committed the unpardonable error of not being able to exist—and they come down with a dummy in their arms. God's last round, shadow-boxing, that the heart may be murdered and swept into that still quiet place where it can sit and say: 'Once I was, now I can rest.

Now be still, now that you know what the world is about, knowing it's about nothing.

They covered their walls with beautiful paintings for the same reason they drank—to distract themselves from the abyss.

Can you create a vacuum out of a human life? A state where everything's possible but nothing very likely? Does something new emerge when there's no more empty space?

We should be empty of clutching, empty of self, empty of all the old ideas of substance. We should be 'lost in the objectivity of world-love', as I have elsewhere put it; or, perhaps better, we should let ourselves be only an empty space filled with brightness. Life lived like that is 'eternal' life.

It is possible to be homesick for a place even when you are there.

Being on the road has about 2 1/2 hours a day that are really great, and that's when you're onstage. The other 21 1/2 hours are very boring... It becomes like a void, and we chose to fill it with all the wrong things.

Nothing is emptier than an empty house. The vacant kitchen chair, the imprint on a sofa cushion, the pillow unsplayed with hair, absent of scent. An unspoken thought, an unshared laugh, the silence of no footsteps, no sighs, no breaths.

He wishes Marie were here, that's all. No one who hasn't missed a beloved spouse will ever know the literal meaning of the word "heartache

Words themselves are all the ghosts we need.

My whole life is a dark room. One big dark room.

Happiness, whether in business or private life, leaves little trace in history.

Experiencing the present purely is being empty and hollow; you catch grace as a man fills his cup under a waterfall.

I can't stand it to think my life is going so fast and I'm not really living it.

My name, I have spent my whole life trying to make that name mean something. And now it's gone.