“I like that the Mall serves as our national Tuppaware, reliable and empty, waiting to be filled with potluck whatever.”

“personal well-being serves solely to excavate within your soul a chasm which waits to be filled by a landslide of dread, an empty mold whose peculiar dimensions will one day manufacture the shape of your unique terror”

“For your birthday, I got you a box. Hooray! It’s empty, so you can fill it with whatever you want.”

“Perhaps God waits for us to be empty, so he may fill us with himself.”

“All my life, I've been trying to fill an emptiness inside. But that emptiness...I've built myself around it. Filling it in would be like filling in the empty space within a cathedral.”

“You wear nice clothes, you seek respect, you make a lot of money, but what's the point? It's all pointless. Of course, this kind of meaninglessness might suit this crappy nation. But, you see, we still have emotions like joy and happiness, right? They may not mount to much. But they fill up our emptiness. That's the only explanation I have.”