#emptiness

Painting picture by picture, I followed the impressions my eye took in at heightened moments. I painted only memories, adding nothing, no details that I did not see. Hence the simplicity of the paintings, their emptiness. ↗

— Edvard Munch

#details #did #emptiness #eye #followed

When nothing becomes the vocal Then nothing becomes the focal And nothing’s becoming at all ↗

— Kate Kaiser

#heart #kate-kaiser #kateofhoboken #katie-hahn #loss

Empty packets of hot sauce remind me of the love I used to have for her. Now all I’m left with is this yummy taco. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#empty #food #hot-sauce #love #reminder

The presence of the inner feeling of emptiness directs our attention to a past experience of guilt and to our inner feeling awareness of the cause in the past. We must be sensitive to that feeling and accept it in order to chase down the cause, ferret it out, reassess the value of the experience to us in order not to further project the blame in anger outward to an external cause. ↗

— Martha Char Love

#emptiness #guilt #psychology #psychology-quotes #self-help-book

‎''Just think, never to be glad or disappointed. Never to like anyone and get cross at him and forgive him. Never to sleep or feel cold, never to make a mistake and have a stomach-ache and be cured from it, never to have a birthday party, drink beer, and have a bad conscience... How terrible. ↗

— Tove Jansson

#forgiveness

...she imagines her body curled in the narrow monk's bed, knees to chin, her own irrefutable geography, but she sees the blood of her futile heart seeping out over her chest and arms and legs, flooding across the rough wooden floor, down the narrow wooden stairs and out into the old soil of the garden. No roses, no, she does not even ask to make roses, just dissolution; most any night she asks just for that. ↗

— Michelle Latiolais

#emptiness #grief #grieving #loss #lost-love

It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#life #life

In all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable is each other. ↗

— Carl Sagan

#humanity #loneliness #love #space #love

Trees quiver in the wind, sailing on a sea of mist out of earshot. ↗

— Dag Hammarskjöld

#nature #nature

She'd said that revenge was not sweet, that it was bloody. She was wrong. It *was* sweet. For one fleeting, glorious moment you felt incredible satisfaction. Then it was gone, empty, and you had to go on living. The power high that filled me with her light had faded, and all I tasted now were bitter ashes. ↗

— Sunny

#revenge #satisfaction