Å·±¦ÓéÀÖ

“When the sense of ?not belonging? is tolling the bell for true happiness, it infuses people into accepting life as a failure, or a scar in the canvas of a vacant environment. The attachment to the little things, though, and the fleeting moments of every day can confer connection and expectation. ("The grass was greener over there")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“I'm bereft of poetry
on this planet, from where
the beauties of Creation
are vanishing away
furiously.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“And suddenly, not a soul's at the store as for other & similar & just as blank reasons, they've gone to the silence, the suppers of their own mystery.”
― Jack Kerouac, Book of Sketches

“A house is never small or empty, when filled with love.”
― Anthony Liccione

“The empty chair in your heart should remain empty forever rather than someone unworthy sitting in there”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“She had a thick aura of battle around her, and her face was almost doll-like, it was so pleasant to look at. Vacant blue eyes, blond hair tinged dark gray.”
― Carlo Zen, Ó×Å®‘éÓ› (1) Deus lo vult

“If I scan the expanse of my heart and find it empty of everything except emptiness, it is because I ¡®poured¡¯ the whole of my passion into something other than God. And anything other than God will always be too ¡®poor¡¯ to be able to ¡®pour¡¯ back anything that can fill that kind of emptiness.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Architects can always make good use of vacant land, regardless of the horror that brought it into being: it is ruthless being that is supposed to make life possible again.”
― Christoph Grafe, OASE 70: Architecture and Literature

“If God is not a part of the journey to the destination to which He has called us, the destination will sit forever vacant and our purpose will be forever vacated.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Her eyes slid down to the red stones. And when they again lifted to his face, the unholy fire in her stare was gone. Replaced by something so dead and vacant it was like gazing into the unseeing eyes of a fallen soldier on a battlefield. He'd seen crows pick at eyes that dead.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ?Court of Silver Flames