#nothing

Even if you have nothing to write, write and say so. ↗

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

#nothing #say #write #you

Nothing is very strong: strong enough to steal away a man's best years not in sweet sins but in a dreary flickering of the mind over it knows not what and knows not why, in the gratification of curiosities so feeble that the man is only half aware of them, in drumming of fingers and kicking of heels, in whistling tunes that he does not like, or in the long, dim labyrinth of reveries that have not even lust or ambition to give them a relish, but which, once chance association has started them, the creature is took weak and fuddled to shake off. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#humanity #nothing #screwtape #soul #ambition

I've been an activist in the LGBT community for a long time. I think nothing's changed, I'm just a little bit more focused on the 'T' now than I was on the 'L' or the 'G.' ↗

— Chastity Bono

#been #bit #changed #community #focused

I'm going to make it. Nothing is going to stop me. Nothing. I want it too much. ↗

— Alan Ladd

#i #make #me #much #nothing

If I don't have friends, then I ain't got nothing. ↗

— Billie Holiday

#got #i #nothing #then

There is nothing as mysterious as a fact clearly described. I photograph to see what something will look like photographed. ↗

— Garry Winogrand

#described #fact #i #like #look

This is like one thing that I've tried to do, and I think successfully, that when you realize that nothing really belongs to you, you begin to appreciate having an understanding of just where your head is at, and you feel so much better. ↗

— Stevie Wonder

#begin #belongs #better #feel #having

A man is the sum of his actions, of what he has done, of what he can do, Nothing else. ↗

— John Galsworthy

#done #else #his #man #nothing

Nothing lasts forever - not even your troubles. ↗

— Arnold H. Glasow

#forever #lasts #nothing #troubles #your

And in the livid night there creeps a basilisk, spawned by the moon after its strange fashion. The moon – eternally barren - is its father, but its mother is the sand, barren likewise: this is the mystery of the desert. Many say that it is an animal, but this is not so, it is a thought, growing there where there is no earth and no seed: a thought which sprang from that which is eternally barren, and now assumes strange forms which life does not know. This is the reason that no one can describe this being, because it is like nothingness, indescribable. ↗

— Hanns Heinz Ewers

#monster #nothingness #life