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.
She wasn’t sad. Not sad, more like… empty.
The emptiness that fills in when once-the-beloved says, “Who are you?
If emptiness is endless, then everything rests in emptiness.
singing has to come from the inside, and i don’t have anything left inside.’
‘really?’ Ruth said, amazed, ‘How did that happen?’
‘it all just drained out.
vertigo is something other than the fear of falling. It is the voice of emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.
The rest of my life stretches out as an emptiness before me.
Spiritual emptiness is a universal disease.
An aching vacuum inside her sucking the air from her lungs. She hung her head and wept fiercely, the emptiness inside her growing larger not smaller; she felt as though it would grow so large it would suffocate her just as surely as the sea would have
That moment when your sitting there thinking after a silent cry with tears drying on your cheeks of all that has happen and you feel like something has just sucked every bit of energy and strength out of you and wonder how you will move forward .