He suddenly felt nothing, or rather Nothing, a pre-tornadic stillness of zero sensation, as if he were the very space he occupied.
If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark. Dark would be without meaning.
Nothing exists but atoms and the void.
If you stare into the Abyss long enough the Abyss stares back at you.
Nothingness haunts Being.
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.
That is the most extreme form of nihilism: nothingness (the "meaningless") eternally!
Nothing can be created out of nothing.
Darkness is only light's absence.
Everything that's created comes out of silence. Your thoughts emerge from the nothingness of silence. Your words come out of this void. Your very essence emerged from emptiness. All creativity requires some stillness.
He who jumps into the void owes no explanation to those who stand and watch.
The usefulness of the cup is its emptiness.
Need and struggle are what excite and inspire us; our hour of triumph is what brings the void.
There is no such thing as an empty space or an empty time. There is always something to see, something to hear. In fact, try as we may to make a silence, we cannot.
When you get just a complete sense of blackness or void ahead of you, that somehow the future looks an impossible place to be, and the direction you are going seems to have no purpose, there is this word despair which is a very awful thing to feel.
The usefulness of a pot comes from its emptiness.
Like a missing tooth, sometimes an absence is more noticeable than a presence.
Something inside me had dropped away, and nothing came in to fill the cavern.
Heaven is dumb, echoing only the dumb.
The majority of the world is empty space. Empty space, empty space, empty space. All that we see in the world, the life, the animals, plants, people - it's all empty space. That's amazing!
Leave a space and something will fill it.
I'm missing something when I'm sleeping.
Nature abhors a vacuum.
A home filled with nothing but yourself. It's heavy, that lightness. It's crushing, that emptiness.
If there is existence, there must be non-existence. And if there was a time when nothing existed, there must have been a time before that - when even nothing did not exist. Suddenly, when nothing came into existence, could one really say whether it belonged to the category of existence or non-existence?
