#nobody

Nobody can tell you how the blues feel unless they have the blues. We all take it differently. ↗

— Otis Rush

#differently #feel #how #nobody #take

I showed up in L.A. with $500 and a backpack and I stayed at a shelter, so nobody handed me anything. I worked for every single thing that I have. ↗

— Jared Leto

#backpack #every #handed #i #me

I can remember when nobody believed an actor and didn't care what he believed. ↗

— Lionel Barrymore

#believed #care #i #i can #nobody

Nobody will deny that there is at least some roughness everywhere. ↗

— Benoit Mandelbrot

#everywhere #least #nobody #roughness #some

When I was living on the street I would be standing out in front of Grauman's Chinese Theater, leaning against my car and signing autographs and nobody had any idea that I was living in it. ↗

— Danny Bonaduce

#any #autographs #car #chinese #front

Of course I want to kill you," said Skulduggery. "I want to kill most people. But then where would I be? In a field of dead people with no one to talk to. ↗

— Derek Landy

#death #dialogue #field #humour #nobody-to-talk-to

McCabe's Law: Nobody has to do anything. ↗

— Charles McCabe

#law #nobody

My dreams were all my own; I accounted for them to nobody; they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest pleasure when free. ↗

— Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

#accounted #annoyed #dearest #free #i

Nobody can give you freedom. Nobody can give you equality or justice or anything. If you're a man, you take it. ↗

— Malcolm X

#equality #freedom #give #justice #man

Madge, her eldest sister, looked about forty, rather than thirty two. Her black dress drained her of colour; her shoulders had adopted their perpetual hunched position, which she had adopted to compensate for her height. As a child Madge had towered over her peers, stopping only when she reached five foot eleven. Lesley knew, without seeing them, that she would be wearing the usual flat shoes, the only footwear she would allow anywhere near her size eight feet. Sitting beside Madge, Pamela, her youngest sister, blonde hair flowing over her shoulders, was thankfully dressed fairly decorously in a black coat over a black pinstripe tunic dress with a high neckline. Remembering Pamela’s usual mode of dress, Lesley could only deduce that their mother must have prevailed upon her this time, in deference to the occasion. To her left Alan, at twenty four, the baby of the family, was talking in low tones to his girlfriend Erica, his fair hair and her dark locks forming a striking contrast. From Erica’s expression however, she guessed that Alan was currently on the receiving end of her infamous (and often malicious) acerbic wit. ↗

— Phyl Wright

#family