Among walnuts only the empty one speaks.
On an empty belly every burden is heavy.
Empty hands only please their owner.
Siddhartha has one single goal-to become empty, to become empty of thirst, desire, dreams, pleasure and sorrow-to let the Self die. No longer to be Self, to experience the peace of an emptied heart, to experience pure thought-that was his goal.
Form is emptiness, emptiness is form" states the Heart Sutra, one of the best known ancient Buddhist texts. The essence of all things is emptiness.
Living like an empty shell is not really living, no matter how many years it may go on. The heart and flesh of an empty shell give birth to nothing more than the life of an empty shell.
The emptiness of our boredom met with the emptiness of these supposed signs.
Anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strength.
New churches and new bars are seldom empty.
If God were not forgiving, heaven would be empty.
Half an egg is better than an empty eggcup.
LA loaded wagon creaks; an empty one rattles.
Empty pots will never boil over.
An empty mill will turn without the wind.
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