Enough. Sudden enough. Sudden all far. No move and sudden all far. All least. Three pins. One pinhole. In dimmost dim. Vasts apart. At bounds of boundless void. Whence no farther. Best worse no farther. Nohow less. Nohow worse. Nohow naught. Nohow on.
Samuel Beckett
In the beginning, Atlanta was without form, and void; and it still is.
Roy Alton Blount, Jr.
There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou Thou art Being and Breath, And what Thou art may never be destroyed.
Emily Jane Bront