#nothing

Nothing can come of nothing. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#nothing

Since poetry deals with the singular, not the general, it cannot - if it is good poetry - look at things of this earth other than as colorful, variegated, and exciting, and so, it cannot reduce life, with all its pain, horror, suffering, and ecstasy, to a unified tonality of boredom and complaint. By necessity poetry is therefore on the side of being and against nothingness. ↗

— Czesław Miłosz

#life #nothingness #poetry #life

I try to go throughout my daily life just as if nothing has changed, but you don't have much anonymity anymore, which feels really good. People come up, and say hi and they enjoy your work. ↗

— Adam Lambert

#anymore #changed #come #daily #daily life

Nothing stays the same it all gets crushed. It all gets broken. It all passes with time. Only the moment you're in has any meaning." "There are things that stand the test of time, there are things that last. Like love." "Love theres nothing more fragile or ephereal. Love is like fire on a rainy day: you've got to spend all your time protecting it, feeding it, tending it because if you don't it goes out." "There are some loves that last." "No, what lasts is the pain that comes after love. ↗

— Guillaume Musso

#nothing-lasts-forever #pain #love

Lena wished that love were something you could flip on and off. You could turn it on when you felt good about yourself and worthy of it and generous enough to return it. You could flip it off when you needed to hide or self-destruct ad had nothing at all to give. ↗

— Ann Brashares

#good #love #nothing-to-give #self-destruct #wished

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

Nothing endures but change. ↗

— Heraclitus

#endures #nothing

Life serves the food, and Death always shows up to the banquet, like an univited guest with nothing in hand to contribute, just to devour everything then leave. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#death #devour #left-with-nothing #life #selfish

My parents were like June and Ward Cleaver; there was nothing dysfunctional about them. ↗

— Kelly Ripa

#cleaver #dysfunctional #june #like #nothing

Nothing is old, nothing is new, save the light of grace underneath which beats a human heart. The way of feeling, of understanding, of loving; the way of seeing the country, the faces that your father saw, that your mother knew. The rest is chimerical. ↗

— Georges Rouault

#chimerical #country #faces #father #feeling