empty

Link	Quote	Tags	Author
ab973d3	I have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet, concerning the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree in North Carolina on a cold winter moonlit night. It said that Nothing Ever Happened, so don't worry. It's all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all. It is all one vast awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. It is perfect. We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It's a dream already ended. There's nothing to be afraid of and nothing to be glad about. I know this from staring at mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like empty space. Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away? Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one universal essence of mind, the vast awakenerhood, empty and awake, will never crumble away because it was never born.	born letter mountain empty space die soul	Jack Kerouac
6c60267	Alone, I often fall down into nothingness. I must push my foot stealthily lest I should fall off the edge of the world into nothingness. I have to bang my head against some hard door to call myself back to the body.	emptyness nothingness empty	Virginia Woolf
af08859	This was something she would keep hidden within herself, maybe in place of the knot of pain and anger she had been carrying under her breastbone...a security blanket, an ace up her sleeve. She might never use it, but she would always feel its presence like a swelling secret stone, and that way when she let go of the rage, she would not feel nearly as empty.	rage secret heartbreak picoult security empty	Jodi Picoult
9c92375	You can exist without your soul, you know, as long as your brain and heart are still working. But you'll have no sense of self anymore, no memory, no . . . anything. There's no chance at all of recovery. You'll just -- exist. As an empty shell. And your soul is gone forever . . . lost.	existence dementors-kiss remus-lupin empty soul	J.K. Rowling
0358a63	If she spoke, she would tell him the truth: she was not okay at all, but horribly empty, now that she knew what it was like to be filled.	fiction love truth jodi-picoult filled plain-truth say okay tell empty speak mystery drama novel	Jodi Picoult
56bbd33	"Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lost	sex shakespeare magic rain poems romance sacrifice death dreams music songs life carrack cityisle cityspire desolate fedora haunts horace-walpole mannequins phillip-k-dick puddles specters spectre amnesia androids haunting greek-mythology waking damnation count emily-dickinson magick tempest apocalypse reflections storms masquerade empty science-fiction gothic jazz ships ghosts water piano	Nathan Reese Maher
a8278c6	I lived my grief; I slept mourning and ate sorrow and drank tears. I ignored all else.	mourning grief loss depression sorrow death life hollow pass-by numb mourn empty ignore tears forget	Robin Hobb
e17fd53	"There is a stillness between us, a period of restlessness that ties my stomach	sex shakespeare magic rain poems romance sacrifice death dreams music songs life carrack cityisle cityspire desolate fedora haunts horace-walpole mannequins phillip-k-dick puddles specters spectre amnesia androids haunting greek-mythology waking damnation count emily-dickinson magick tempest apocalypse reflections storms masquerade empty science-fiction gothic jazz ships ghosts water piano	Nathan Reese Maher
c6fb3bf	In an instant all will vanish and we'll be alone once more, in the midst of nothingness.	empty	Samuel Beckett
e5dd3f7	There are endings. There are beginnings. Sometimes they coincide, with the ending of one thing marking the beginning of another. But sometimes there is simply a long space after an ending, a time when it seems everything else has ended and nothing else can ever begin.	mourning time loss depression sorrow start ending beginning coincide initiate lead mark sign numb mourn empty passage show end space	Robin Hobb
f73679a	Slowly, even though I thought it would never happen, New York lost its charm for me. I remember arriving in the city for the first time, passing with my parents through the First World's Club bouncers at Immigration, getting into a massive cab that didn't have a moment to waste, and falling in love as soon as we shot onto the bridge and I saw Manhattan rise up through the looks of parental terror reflected in the window. I lost my virginity in New York, twice (the second one wanted to believe he was the first so badly). I had my mind blown open by the combination of a liberal arts education and a drug-popping international crowd. I became tough. I had fun. I learned so much. But now New York was starting to feel empty, a great party that had gone on too long and was showing no sign of ending soon. I had a headache, and I was tired. I'd danced enough. I wanted a quiet conversation with someone who knew what load-shedding was.	headache liberal-arts load-shedding empty manhattan immigration tired party drugs new-york	Mohsin Hamid
55c70a4	I have become a sour woman. I take no joy in meat nor mead, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.	woman grief emptiness catelyn sour empty longing	George R.R. Martin
4b414cf	The problem with making a virtual world of oneself is akin to the problem with projecting ourselves onto a cyberworld: there's no end of virtual spaces in which to seek stimulation, but their very endlessness, the perpetual stimulation without satisfaction, becomes imprisoning.	suicide solitude loneliness satisfaction depression cyberworld endlessness facebook-addiction filler first-world-problems virtual solitary stimulation distractions dissatisfaction facebook-quotes david-foster-wallace jonathan-franzen boredom facebook cyber emptiness problems robinson-crusoe empty void lonely	Jonathan Franzen
2cb476e	"History doesn't start with a tall building	sex shakespeare magic rain poems romance sacrifice death dreams music songs life carrack cityisle cityspire desolate fedora haunts horace-walpole mannequins phillip-k-dick puddles specters spectre amnesia androids haunting greek-mythology waking damnation count emily-dickinson magick tempest apocalypse reflections storms masquerade empty science-fiction gothic jazz ships ghosts water piano	Nathan Reese Maher
934fde2	She fitted in my arms, she always had, and the shock of holding her caused me to feel that my arms had been empty since she had been away.	woman feelings love hug empty	James Baldwin
c4fb77c	He thought perhaps it was a woman's way, to come out of such a storm of emotion and pain as if she were a ship emerging onto calm seas. She had seemed, not at peace, but emptied of sorrow. As if she had run out of that particular emotion and no other one arose to take its place.	tragedy pain woman depression emotion sorrow sadness ship devastation numb empty way storm peace cold disappointment	Robin Hobb
81419c3	No, I don't think I've been defiled. But I haven't been saved, either. There's nobody who can save me right now, Mr. Wind-Up Bird. The world looks totally empty to me. Everything I see around me looks fake. The only thing thay isn't fake is that gooshy thing inside me.	haruki-murakami may-kasahara empty fake sad	Haruki Murakami
b7e28bc	...there was no point in sighing after what I could not have. It only distracted me from what I did have.	want sorrow distract empty fond fondness have sigh seek miss remember reminiscence	Robin Hobb
d24a683	I'm going to go pee. If the universe is bigger and stranger than I can imagine, it's best to meet it with an empty bladder.	universe bigger bladder pee empty imagine stranger meet	John Scalzi
6e9cbf3	"She leaves my side and heads deeper into	sex shakespeare magic rain poems romance sacrifice death dreams music songs life carrack cityisle cityspire desolate fedora haunts horace-walpole mannequins phillip-k-dick puddles specters spectre amnesia androids haunting greek-mythology waking damnation count emily-dickinson magick tempest apocalypse reflections storms masquerade empty science-fiction gothic jazz ships ghosts water piano	Nathan Reese Maher
4c8d46b	"That's a stupid name! Whirly-gig is much better, I think. Who in their right mind would point at this thing and say, 'I'm going to fly in my Model-A1'.	sex shakespeare magic rain poems romance sacrifice death dreams music songs life carrack cityisle cityspire desolate fedora haunts horace-walpole mannequins phillip-k-dick puddles specters spectre amnesia androids haunting greek-mythology waking damnation count emily-dickinson magick tempest apocalypse reflections storms masquerade empty science-fiction gothic jazz ships ghosts water piano	Nathan Reese Maher
143f035	I think I'm going to cut down on my dating,' Annie said. 'I used to need a lot of attention. You know, to make up for that empty feeling inside. But boys aren't always the answer.	sweet-valley empty dating	Francine Pascal
0e7e577	I look for places like me: big, hollow, forgotten by almost everyone.	loneliness sadness emptiness empty	Jodi Picoult
a9887f4	It was a high ceilinged room with tall, large-panes windows. Apart from the doorway was the desk where book had been checked out in days when books were still being checked out. He stood there for a moment looking around the silent room, shaking his head slowly. All these books, he thought, the residue of a planet's intellect, the scrapings of futile minds, the leftovers, the potpourri of artifacts that had no power to save men from perishing.	metaphor library books death apocalypse decay empty zombies dead	Richard Matheson
080c3c2	"...I love you," he said to her, although at that point he was certain she could no longer comprehend the words. "I'd trade places with you in an instant, Mandy Valems... you never deserved this... why would anyone do something so terrible!?" A cold chill froze his heart when he saw her empty eyes again. The fluorescent lights in the dim room sparked to life all of a sudden, brightness so sharp that it startled him. In a flash, sharp and sudden, quicker than a lightning strike, the bulbs flickered and exploded with a few jingling pops."	grief loss death friendship heart love dim bulb fluorescent lobotomy psychosurgery explode electricity mental-hospital depressing tragic empty i-love-you hospital eyes	Rebecca McNutt

ab973d3

I have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet, concerning the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree in North Carolina on a cold winter moonlit night. It said that Nothing Ever Happened, so don't worry. It's all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all. It is all one vast awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. It is perfect. We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It's a dream already ended. There's nothing to be afraid of and nothing to be glad about. I know this from staring at mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like empty space. Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away? Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one universal essence of mind, the vast awakenerhood, empty and awake, will never crumble away because it was never born.

born letter mountain empty space die soul

Jack Kerouac

6c60267

Alone, I often fall down into nothingness. I must push my foot stealthily lest I should fall off the edge of the world into nothingness. I have to bang my head against some hard door to call myself back to the body.

emptyness nothingness empty

Virginia Woolf

af08859

This was something she would keep hidden within herself, maybe in place of the knot of pain and anger she had been carrying under her breastbone...a security blanket, an ace up her sleeve. She might never use it, but she would always feel its presence like a swelling secret stone, and that way when she let go of the rage, she would not feel nearly as empty.

rage secret heartbreak picoult security empty

Jodi Picoult

9c92375

You can exist without your soul, you know, as long as your brain and heart are still working. But you'll have no sense of self anymore, no memory, no . . . anything. There's no chance at all of recovery. You'll just -- exist. As an empty shell. And your soul is gone forever . . . lost.

existence dementors-kiss remus-lupin empty soul

J.K. Rowling

0358a63

If she spoke, she would tell him the truth: she was not okay at all, but horribly empty, now that she knew what it was like to be filled.

fiction love truth jodi-picoult filled plain-truth say okay tell empty speak mystery drama novel

Jodi Picoult

56bbd33

"Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lost

sex shakespeare magic rain poems romance sacrifice death dreams music songs life carrack cityisle cityspire desolate fedora haunts horace-walpole mannequins phillip-k-dick puddles specters spectre amnesia androids haunting greek-mythology waking damnation count emily-dickinson magick tempest apocalypse reflections storms masquerade empty science-fiction gothic jazz ships ghosts water piano

Nathan Reese Maher

a8278c6

I lived my grief; I slept mourning and ate sorrow and drank tears. I ignored all else.

mourning grief loss depression sorrow death life hollow pass-by numb mourn empty ignore tears forget

Robin Hobb

e17fd53

"There is a stillness between us, a period of restlessness that ties my stomach

sex shakespeare magic rain poems romance sacrifice death dreams music songs life carrack cityisle cityspire desolate fedora haunts horace-walpole mannequins phillip-k-dick puddles specters spectre amnesia androids haunting greek-mythology waking damnation count emily-dickinson magick tempest apocalypse reflections storms masquerade empty science-fiction gothic jazz ships ghosts water piano

Nathan Reese Maher

c6fb3bf

In an instant all will vanish and we'll be alone once more, in the midst of nothingness.

empty

Samuel Beckett

e5dd3f7

There are endings. There are beginnings. Sometimes they coincide, with the ending of one thing marking the beginning of another. But sometimes there is simply a long space after an ending, a time when it seems everything else has ended and nothing else can ever begin.

mourning time loss depression sorrow start ending beginning coincide initiate lead mark sign numb mourn empty passage show end space

Robin Hobb

f73679a

Slowly, even though I thought it would never happen, New York lost its charm for me. I remember arriving in the city for the first time, passing with my parents through the First World's Club bouncers at Immigration, getting into a massive cab that didn't have a moment to waste, and falling in love as soon as we shot onto the bridge and I saw Manhattan rise up through the looks of parental terror reflected in the window. I lost my virginity in New York, twice (the second one wanted to believe he was the first so badly). I had my mind blown open by the combination of a liberal arts education and a drug-popping international crowd. I became tough. I had fun. I learned so much. But now New York was starting to feel empty, a great party that had gone on too long and was showing no sign of ending soon. I had a headache, and I was tired. I'd danced enough. I wanted a quiet conversation with someone who knew what load-shedding was.

headache liberal-arts load-shedding empty manhattan immigration tired party drugs new-york

Mohsin Hamid

55c70a4

I have become a sour woman. I take no joy in meat nor mead, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.

woman grief emptiness catelyn sour empty longing

George R.R. Martin

4b414cf

The problem with making a virtual world of oneself is akin to the problem with projecting ourselves onto a cyberworld: there's no end of virtual spaces in which to seek stimulation, but their very endlessness, the perpetual stimulation without satisfaction, becomes imprisoning.

suicide solitude loneliness satisfaction depression cyberworld endlessness facebook-addiction filler first-world-problems virtual solitary stimulation distractions dissatisfaction facebook-quotes david-foster-wallace jonathan-franzen boredom facebook cyber emptiness problems robinson-crusoe empty void lonely

Jonathan Franzen

2cb476e

"History doesn't start with a tall building

sex shakespeare magic rain poems romance sacrifice death dreams music songs life carrack cityisle cityspire desolate fedora haunts horace-walpole mannequins phillip-k-dick puddles specters spectre amnesia androids haunting greek-mythology waking damnation count emily-dickinson magick tempest apocalypse reflections storms masquerade empty science-fiction gothic jazz ships ghosts water piano

Nathan Reese Maher

934fde2

She fitted in my arms, she always had, and the shock of holding her caused me to feel that my arms had been empty since she had been away.

woman feelings love hug empty

James Baldwin

c4fb77c

He thought perhaps it was a woman's way, to come out of such a storm of emotion and pain as if she were a ship emerging onto calm seas. She had seemed, not at peace, but emptied of sorrow. As if she had run out of that particular emotion and no other one arose to take its place.

tragedy pain woman depression emotion sorrow sadness ship devastation numb empty way storm peace cold disappointment

Robin Hobb

81419c3

No, I don't think I've been defiled. But I haven't been saved, either. There's nobody who can save me right now, Mr. Wind-Up Bird. The world looks totally empty to me. Everything I see around me looks fake. The only thing thay isn't fake is that gooshy thing inside me.

haruki-murakami may-kasahara empty fake sad

Haruki Murakami

b7e28bc

...there was no point in sighing after what I could not have. It only distracted me from what I did have.

want sorrow distract empty fond fondness have sigh seek miss remember reminiscence

Robin Hobb

d24a683

I'm going to go pee. If the universe is bigger and stranger than I can imagine, it's best to meet it with an empty bladder.

universe bigger bladder pee empty imagine stranger meet

John Scalzi

6e9cbf3

"She leaves my side and heads deeper into

sex shakespeare magic rain poems romance sacrifice death dreams music songs life carrack cityisle cityspire desolate fedora haunts horace-walpole mannequins phillip-k-dick puddles specters spectre amnesia androids haunting greek-mythology waking damnation count emily-dickinson magick tempest apocalypse reflections storms masquerade empty science-fiction gothic jazz ships ghosts water piano

Nathan Reese Maher

4c8d46b

"That's a stupid name! Whirly-gig is much better, I think. Who in their right mind would point at this thing and say, 'I'm going to fly in my Model-A1'.

sex shakespeare magic rain poems romance sacrifice death dreams music songs life carrack cityisle cityspire desolate fedora haunts horace-walpole mannequins phillip-k-dick puddles specters spectre amnesia androids haunting greek-mythology waking damnation count emily-dickinson magick tempest apocalypse reflections storms masquerade empty science-fiction gothic jazz ships ghosts water piano

Nathan Reese Maher

143f035

I think I'm going to cut down on my dating,' Annie said. 'I used to need a lot of attention. You know, to make up for that empty feeling inside. But boys aren't always the answer.

sweet-valley empty dating

Francine Pascal

0e7e577

I look for places like me: big, hollow, forgotten by almost everyone.

loneliness sadness emptiness empty

Jodi Picoult

a9887f4

It was a high ceilinged room with tall, large-panes windows. Apart from the doorway was the desk where book had been checked out in days when books were still being checked out. He stood there for a moment looking around the silent room, shaking his head slowly. All these books, he thought, the residue of a planet's intellect, the scrapings of futile minds, the leftovers, the potpourri of artifacts that had no power to save men from perishing.

metaphor library books death apocalypse decay empty zombies dead

Richard Matheson

080c3c2

"...I love you," he said to her, although at that point he was certain she could no longer comprehend the words. "I'd trade places with you in an instant, Mandy Valems... you never deserved this... why would anyone do something so terrible!?" A cold chill froze his heart when he saw her empty eyes again. The fluorescent lights in the dim room sparked to life all of a sudden, brightness so sharp that it startled him. In a flash, sharp and sudden, quicker than a lightning strike, the bulbs flickered and exploded with a few jingling pops."

grief loss death friendship heart love dim bulb fluorescent lobotomy psychosurgery explode electricity mental-hospital depressing tragic empty i-love-you hospital eyes

Rebecca McNutt