Quotes
Quotes about Nothing
Nor knowest thou what argument
Thy life to thy neighbor's creed has lent.
All are needed by each one;
Nothing is fair or good alone.
Nothing can bring you peace but yourself.
We do not count a man's years until he has nothing else to count.
Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.
Nothing that is can pause or stay;
The moon will wax, the moon will wane,
The mist and cloud will turn to rain,
The rain to mist and cloud again,
To-morrow be to-day.
Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door,--
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Dreams of doing good
For good-for-nothing people.
This laurel greener from the brows
Of him that uttered nothing base.
Sleep till the end, true soul and sweet!
Nothing comes to thee new or strange.
Sleep full of rest from head to feet;
Lie still, dry dust, secure of change.
It went to pieces all at once--
All at once and nothing first,
Just as bubbles do when they burst.
Man never falls so low that he can see nothing higher than himself.
A world where nothing is had for nothing.
Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.
I swear I think there is nothing but immortality!
Really and truly--I've nothing to wear.
Of nothing comes nothing: springs rise not above
Their source in the far-hidden heart of the mountains:
Whence then have descended the Wisdom and Love
That in man leap to light in intelligent fountains?
There is nothing the body suffers that the soul may not profit by.
Morality knows nothing of geographical boundaries or distinctions of race.
In life there is nothing more unexpected and surprising than the arrivals and departures of pleasure. If we find it in one place to-day, it is vain to seek it there to-morrow. You can not lay a trap for it.
A world made to be lost,--
A bitter life 'twixt pain and nothing tost.
All creeds and opinions are nothing but the mere result of chance and temperament.
Nothing but the infinite Pity is sufficient for the infinite pathos of human life.
Ye marshes, how candid and simple and nothing-withholding and free
Ye publish yourselves to the sky and offer yourselves to the sea!
Tolerant plains, that suffer the sea and the rains and the sun,
Ye spread and span like the catholic man who hath mightily won
God out of knowledge and good out of infinite pain
And sight out of blindness and purity out of a stain.
He knew the precise psychological moment when to say nothing.
Nothing to do but work,
Nothing to eat but food,
Nothing to wear but clothes
To keep one from going nude.
