Quotes About Emptiness

Nothing about him reminded me of humanity.

I am entirely alone. I and my shadow fill the universe.

Pero había en mí una desolación infinita, la sensación, inexpresable en palabras, de que nada en aquel mundo ligaba, de que todo estaba torcido y que no había ningún ser humano ni uno solo, en quien apoyarse.

Nobody needed to know what happened between us. It felt good to keep it private. Like praying. You don't have to announce that you pray. I don't need no one to make me feel bad about it. José was the antídoto to some of the most poisonous years of my life. He filled the emptiness of my apartment.

You know that day after day of, Oh God what am I going to do with myself feeling? The fear of the emptiness that it implies keeps me going.

As she slid into sleep one fact remained with her, a fact that would not be dismissed. When he had held her in his arms, and moved into her, she had felt nothing, even though she was aware of his arousal. That would be the way of it now.

There's nothing colder than chemistry.

Sydney discovers that she minds the loss of her mourning. When she grieved, she felt herself to be intimately connected to Daniel. But with each passing day, he floats away from her. When she thinks about him now, it is more as a lost possibility than as a man. She has forgotten his breath, his musculature.

the unfinished grieving, the foul, flat country.

I'm not sure Catherine was very close to anybody. She didn't need people. Liz, my wife, was very different. She had so many friends. At her funeral the church was packed, people standing at the back, people I'd never met but who felt close to her, touched by her warmth. I don't know who will come when we bury Catherine. Not many people.' The statement almost took Perez's breath away.

There are times you break up with a loved one, a friend, or whatever. You feel alone. It's a very easy feeling to understand - the feeling of loss, heartache, and pain.

I was in this hamster wheel of being famous for being famous, much like a reality star. You would put me on a talkshow, I would say outrageous things. I was just perpetuating myself as a celebrity, and I found that really empty.

The whole world appears to me like a huge vacuum, a vast empty space, whence nothing desirable, or at least satisfactory, can possibly be derived; and I long daily to die more and more to it; even though I obtain not that comfort from spiritual things which I earnestly desire.

Once a week, I like to slip into a deep existential depression where I lose all my sense of oneness and self-worth.

The theatre fulfills, whereas the cinema is empty.

Dad, wherever you are, you are gone but you will never be forgotten.

Mausoleum air and anguished pauses: If this production were a poem, it would be mostly white space.

What pride to discover that nothing belongs to you - what a revelation.

But you see, that's the gilded prison of fashion. We're riding in private jets, and meantime I was so incredibly, painfully sad and lonely.

Schizophrenia beats dining alone.

When I disappear, I will disappear; there'll be nothing left.

There's something very bizarre about having a father who has disappeared. It's very hard to articulate.

80% of everything I've experienced since the Verve has been depressing.

Ennui is the echo in us of time tearing itself apart.