But as long as you have some fixed idea or are caught by some habitual way of doing things, you cannot appreciate things in their true sense.

But what was there to say?Only that there were tears. Only that Quietness and Emptiness fitted together like stacked spoons. Only that there was a snuffling in the hollows at the base of a lovely...

Nothingness not being nothing, nothingness being emptiness.

Breath (from the book Blue Bridge)Whispering to myselfWith every step I take,Trying out names, for I knowThere is something yet to be called …..I know it, something up aheadJust around the bendOr over the rise...

I am not my opinion of myself, I am not anything I can describe to me. I am only a part of a large system that cannot describe itself fully; therefore, I relax and I...

Emptiness is part of everything.

Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.

When no discriminating thoughts arise,the old mind ceases to exist.When thought objects vanish,the thinking-subject vanishes,as when the mind vanishes, objects vanish.Things are objects because of the subject;the mind is such because of things.Understand the relativity...

New eyes awaken.I send Love’s name into the world with wingsAnd songs grow up around me like a jungle.Choirs of all creatures sing the tunesYour Spirit played in Eden.Zebras and antelopes and birds of paradiseShine...

At the end, we will arrive where we started.

He suddenly felt nothing, or rather Nothing, a pre-tornadic stillness of zero sensation, as if he were the very space he occupied.

Mine could not be a story about the building of character, but about its erosion, about the slow accumulation of small forces and events that ultimately dries the soul and leaves the heart empty.

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

I think that’s what finally stopped me. I slid right to the edge. My legs were hanging over. And I could feel it too. I don’t know how. There was no wind, no sound, no...

Lao Tzu’s first paragraph in the book “Tao Te Ching” is that the Tao that can be told is not the absolute Tao.Lao Tzu has his own logic, the logic of paradoxes, the logic of...

We carry out our lives assuming ourselves to be something substantial and unchanging, and we become deeply attach[ed] to this assumed self (this attachment is known in Sanskrit as ātma-grāha). But we attach to more...

I’m starting to understand that attempting to be perfect has been the goal of my life. Our lives. Attempting to be this fault-free, smiling person in this loving, happy family that fits so perfectly in...

If emptiness is endless, then everything rests in emptiness.

If you need me I’ll be sitting over there, on the ground, next to the empty chair. The emptiness always reminds me of your love.

For a long time now my heart has had its shutters closed, its steps deserted, formerly a tumultuous hotel, but now empty and echoing like a great empty tomb.

Being empty makes me whole sometimes. I wonder if every hollow hole has its own solidity of fulfillment

Survival is an ancient dream Life is nothing but an everlasting illusionNothing is RealDon’t believe in illusion,Remember me,I am here …

The artist’s job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence.

Concentration is not to try hard to watch something… Concentration means freedom… In zazen practice we say your mind should be concentrated on your breathing, but the way to keep your mind on your breathing...

Come to God with your emptiness, and He will fill you with His best!

This was the truth at the core of my existence: this yawning emptiness, scantily clad in rage. It had been there all along.

The theory of emptiness…is the deep recognition that there is a fundamental disparity between the way we perceive the world, including our own existence in it, and the way things actually are.

I have been cheated out of being treated like a human being. In my reflection I saw an empty vessel. They had cheated me and I was desperate to make the sharp pain in my...

Emptiness is a Fullness too.

I wonder now whether inner coldness and desolation may not be the pre-condition for making the world believe, by a kind of fraudulent showmanship, that one’s own wretched heart is still aglow.

If the eye never sleeps,all dreams will naturally cease.If the mind makes no discriminations, the ten thousand things are as they are,of single essence.To understand the mystery of this One essence is to be released...

Too much alleged ‘fantasy’ is just empty sugar, life with the crusts cut off.

The universe requires balance. Nothing, nothing, can exist without it. There is no life, no light, without death, without darkness. There is no memory… without emptiness.

singing has to come from the inside, and i don’t have anything left inside.’‘really? How did that happen?’‘it all just drained out.

And in the end… Not even that old familiar sensation of emptiness. Just a hint of helplessness, a frustration for a lost time from a result prematurely injured and failed.

I hated the gnawing longing that accompanied having everything.

He just wanted to stop thinking. It was easier that way. The numbness hadn’t left him; if anything it was spreading. When he looked at the pictures, there was no emotion, even though he knew...

The inner emptiness is the door to God.

I can push everything into the dark.But it leaves me empty.And the dark always ends up finding me in my sleep

I’m still not able to sleep on her side of the bed” I faked a smile.

We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.

Emptiness which is conceptually liable to be mistaken for sheer nothingness is in fact the reservoir of infinite possibilities.

My heart is heavy, she thought. It’s not just a saying. It is what is—heavy, a great stone lodged in my breast, pressing down my whole being. How can I even stand straight and look...

Looking aroundthere is nothing but illusionEverything is drownedin the oceans of illusion

Music is the cup that holds the wine of silence. Sound is that cup, but empty. Noise is that cup, but broken.

That’s for the best. Otherwise they might realize they’re in prison. It can’t be helped. You women are used to harems and prisons. A person can spend his whole life between four walls. If he...

Only that once again they broke the Love Laws. That lay down who should be loved. And how. And how much.

His own opinion, which he does not air, is that the origin of speech lie in song, and the origins of song in the need to fill out with sound the overlarge and rather empty...

afflictions are classed as peripheral mental factors and are not themselves any of the six main minds [eye, ear, nose, tongue, body and mental consciousnesses]. however, when any of the afflicting mental factors becomes manifest,...

Freedom from likes and dislikes, the sudden sense of identification, the spirit of comedy.