#emptiness

I told myself: 'I am surrounded by unknown things.' I imagined man without ears, suspecting the existence of sound as we suspect so many hidden mysteries, man noting acoustic phenomena whose nature and provenance he cannot determine. And I grew afraid of everything around me – afraid of the air, afraid of the night. From the moment we can know almost nothing, and from the moment that everything is limitless, what remains? Does emptiness actually not exist? What does exist in this apparent emptiness? ↗

— Guy de Maupassant

#fear #nihilism #paranoia #imagination

We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#echoes #emptiness #hear #hearing #literature

No emptiness in universe, love permeates everything. ↗

— Toba Beta

#love #permeate #love

The artist's job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence. ↗

— Woody Allen

#artist #despair #emptiness #hope #art

Feeling empty may be a sign of modern times, and a natural evolution of our needs. ↗

— Selena Vera Hey

#empty #nature

[in the true mad north] of introspection, where 'falcons of the inner eye' dive and die, glimpsing in their dying fall, all life's memory of existence. ↗

— Lawrence Ferlinghetti

#artist #beatnik #emptiness #existentialism #art

All we had was her room, her stories, and the quiet that settled in as we tried in vain to spread ourselves out and fill the space she'd left behind. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#emptiness #loneliness #beauty

Always show kindness and love to others. Your words might be filling the empty places in someone's heart. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#being-kind #being-kind-to-others #building-people-up #changing-the-world #compassion

I decided I would fill the emptiness in me with God and with paint. ↗

— Kimberly Novosel

#emptiness #empty #faith #god #heartbroken

...when I was little...I was out riding my brand-new blue bicycle...when I decided to see how far I could keep going...without looking back even once. I could feel with my back how my neighborhood was receding...further and further away...but I kept pedaling with all my might, my mind almost going blank. All I could hear was the sound of my own heart...thumping wildly in my ears. Even now, I remember it sometimes. What exactly...was I trying to do that day? What was it...that I wanted to prove...? ...it's no good. My mind just keeps fogging over. I have this irritating sound stuck in my head. What is it? This sound... Ohh. I know what it is. This is... the sound of emptiness. ↗

— Chica Umino

#empty #honey-and-clover #life #sadness #takemoto