#not

There's never enough time to do all the nothing you want. ↗

— Bill Watterson

#time #wasting-time #nothing

All of old. Nothing else ever. Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#perseverance #nothing

If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see? ↗

— Lewis Carroll

#mad-hatter #nonsense #nothing

Tomorrow may be hell, but today was a good writing day, and on the good writing days nothing else matters. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#nothing

Wow." I hadn't thought Dimitri could be any cooler, but I was wrong. "You beat up your dad. I mean, that's really horrible...what happened. But, wow. You really are a god." He blinked. "What?" "Uh, nothing. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#mead #richelle #vampire #nothing

I recognize terror as the finest emotion and so I will try to terrorize the reader. But if I find that I cannot terrify, I will try to horrify, and if I find that I cannot horrify, I'll go for the gross-out. I'm not proud. ↗

— Stephen King

#emotion #find #finest #go #gross-out

They wrote in the old days that it is sweet and fitting to die for one's country. But in modern war, there is nothing sweet nor fitting in your dying. You will die like a dog for no good reason. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#days #die #dog #dying #fitting

Neither novels or their readers benefit from any attempts to divine whether any facts hide inside a story. Such efforts attack the very idea that made-up stories can matter, which is sort of the foundational assumption of our species. ↗

— John Green

#books #fiction #on-fiction #effort

I don’t know why I have to write down my fucking thoughts. What if I don’t have any thoughts? ↗

— Wade Kelly

#when-love-is-not-enough #dreams

While there is perhaps a province in which the photograph can tell us nothing more than what we see with our own eyes, there is another in which it proves to us how little our eyes permit us to see. ↗

— Dorothea Lange

#eyes #how #little #more #nothing