#nothin

We wish nothing more, but we will accept nothing less. Masters in our own house we must be, but our house is the whole of Canada. ↗

— Pierre Trudeau

#canada #house #less #masters #more

The projector's beam lay warm on Walt's neck, and he knew they'd all been plucked from danger and love, from another time, another place, and set back into this dark, sticky-floored theater, in the heart of nothing much that mattered. ↗

— Alan Heathcock

#nothing #love

Right at that moment it was as if we were the only two people left in the world. And I don't mean that to sound corny; it just honestly did. The only sounds were the droning crickets and chip-chips of the bats, the farawy wind against the sand, and the occasional distant yowl of a dingo. There were no car horns.No trains. No jack-hammers. No lawnmowers No planes. No sirens. No alarms. No anything human. If you'd told me that you'd saved me from a nuclear holocaust, I might have believed you. ↗

— Lucy Christopher

#nothingness #serenity #holocaust

There is a time in the life of every boy when he for the first time takes the backward view of life. Perhaps that is the moment when he crosses the line into manhood. The boy is walking through the street of his town. He is thinking of the future and of the figure he will cut in the world. Ambitions and regrets awake within him. Suddenly something happens; he stops under a tree and waits as for a voice calling his name. Ghosts of old things creep into his consciousness; the voices outside of himself whisper a message concerning the limitations of life. From being quite sure of himself and his future he becomes not at all sure. If he be an imaginative boy a door is torn open and for the first time he looks out upon the world, seeing, as though they marched in procession before him, the countless figures of men who before his time have come out of nothingness into the world, lived their lives and again disappeared into nothingness. The sadness of sophistication has come to the boy. With a little gasp he sees himself as merely a leaf blown by the wind through the streets of his village. He knows that in spite of all the stout talk of his fellows he must live and die in uncertainty, a thing blown by the winds, a thing destined like corn to wilt in the sun. ↗

— Sherwood Anderson

#future #ghosts #life #manhood #nothingness

I am so busy doing nothing... that the idea of doing anything - which as you know, always leads to something - cuts into the nothing and then forces me to have to drop everything. ↗

— Jerry Seinfeld

#am #anything #busy #cuts #doing

We all know him to be a proud, unpleasant sort of man; but this would be nothing if you really liked him. ↗

— Jane Austen

#romance #nothing

Change the world, I know I won’t, Enthralling as always I hope it remains, A kaleidoscope of joy, sorrow and pain. But my only wish as I take this jaunt, Is for my words on you to impress upon, A smile, a tear or even an angry frown. ↗

— Anurag Anand

#frown #indian-author #indian-authors #indian-quote #interesting-quotes

Nothing is in the middle of somewhere, surrounded by everything, where everyone is someplace, and still lacking the someone, I need most. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#everyone #everything #lacking #lost #missing

When words don't come easy, I make do with silence and find something in nothing." ~ Strider Marcus Jones, Poet ↗

— Strider Marcus Jones

#nothing #silence #solitude #writers-block #inspirational

Why, I'd like nothing better than to achieve some bold adventure, worthy of our trip. ↗

— Aristophanes

#achieve #adventure #better #bold #i