void [Theme]

And only people have judgments to match them, very angular ones.

Consciousness cannot help but be empty. When it is empty, truth dwells in it. Consciousness cannot help but be filled. When it is complete, there is no room for the desire to possess things.

First and last time.

Trivial things begin to cast large shadows.

A million miles away from this void.

Even if it’s in vain, then it’s not in vain either!

His head became increasingly empty as he came closer. The rage and fear are gone. Mort was cold and tired and longing for the family life he had left behind and which he now began to feel he had never had.

In the heart of vice there is always an essential emptiness; the pleasure of a vicious person will always be bitter.

Beauty is not a nose, mouth, or back. The poet Nikolai Zabolotsky said very precisely: A

Sometimes a band-aid in the form of the word forgive no longer helps and only emptiness remains inside...

The emptiness inside becomes inner dirt.

It was a chilling, aching, sucking pain of the heart, a joyless emptiness in thoughts, the complete powerlessness of the imagination to adjust the soul to a more sublime way...

Dullness of mind creates inner emptiness. You will see it on many faces. She betrays herself by constant interest in the most insignificant external events. This inner emptiness pushes us into a pursuit of external stimulation in order to at least somehow stir up the mind and soul.

Pieces of life flashed by in flashes, like the windows of a fast-moving train. In between there is emptiness.