Any anger I feel vanishes. What is left cannot be described. It is guilt piled onto emptiness and set afire. — Bryan Reardon, Finding Jake
Any anger I feel vanishes. What is left cannot be described. It is guilt piled onto emptiness and set afire. — Bryan Reardon, Finding Jake
Any anger I feel vanishes. What is left cannot be described. It is guilt piled onto emptiness and set afire. — Bryan Reardon, Finding Jake
Any anger I feel vanishes. What is left cannot be described. It is guilt piled onto emptiness and set afire. — Bryan Reardon, Finding Jake
Any anger I feel vanishes. What is left cannot be described. It is guilt piled onto emptiness and set afire. — Bryan Reardon, Finding Jake
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Any anger I feel vanishes. What is left cannot be described. It is guilt piled onto emptiness and set afire.

— Bryan Reardon, Finding Jake
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More “Emptiness” Quotes

In all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable is each other. — Carl Sagan
Trees quiver in the wind,sailing on a sea of mistout of earshot. — Dag Hammarskjöld, Markings
There are 200,000 species of fly alone. So the void, the emptiness, must be in you. — Marty Rubin
Emptiness is not a great loss. It creates a great opportunity to fill yourself again and again with great love. — Debasish Mridha
A busy life is filled with tremendous emptiness. — Debasish Mridha
I was overpowered by the mere sensation of that dream and it alone survived in my sorely wounded heart. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Dream of a Ridiculous Man
What had been quiet and restful was now silent and empty. — Frederick Barthelme, Elroy Nights
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What can we expect from an empty shell Where many hearts of pearl once beat to dwell Waves fail to break hard layer's bo — Munia Khan
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my dear, I have nothing to say.my heart burns like the evening sky. — Sanober Khan