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Haruki Murakami quote: "Something inside me had dropped away, and nothing came in to..."
Something inside me had dropped away, and nothing came in to fill the cavern. Haruki Murakami
Her heart went out to him with a stronger movement than ever, at the thought that people would blame him. Maggie hated blame; she had been blamed her whole life, and nothing had come of it but evil tempers. George Eliot
A longing for books [is] nothing compared with what you [can] feel for human beings. The books [tell] you about that feeling. The books [speak] of love, and it [is] wonderful to listen to them, but they [are] no substitute for love itself. Cornelia Funke
Dorothy Thompson quote: "There is nothing to fear except the persistent refusal to find..."
There is nothing to fear except the persistent refusal to find out the truth. Dorothy Thompson
You don't speak much, do you?" ter Borcht said, circling him slowly. Fittingly, Fang said nothing. Vhy do you let a girl be de leader?" ter Borcht asked, a calculating look in his eye. She's the tough one," Fang said. Dang right, I thought proudly. Is dere anysing special about you?" asked ter Borcht. "Anysing vorth saving?"Fang pretended to think, gazing up at the ceiling. "Besides my fashion sense? I play a mean harmonica. James Patterson
Doctors put drugs of which they know little into bodies of which they know less for diseases of which they know nothing at all. Voltaire
There is no English equivalent for the French word flneur. Cassell's dictionary defines flneur as a stroller, saunterer, drifter but none of these terms seems quite accurate. There is no English equivalent for the term, just as there is no Anglo-Saxon counterpart of that essentially Gallic individual, the deliberately aimless pedestrian, unencumbered by any obligation or sense of urgency, who, being French and therefore frugal, wastes nothing, including his time which he spends with the... Cornelia Otis Skinner
In the art of literature there are two contending parties. Those who aim to tell stories that are more or less well thought out, and those who aim at beautiful language, beauty of form. This contest may last a very long time; each side has a fifty-fifty chance. Only the poet can rightfully demand that verse be beautiful and nothing but. Paul Gauguin
Then that little man in black there, he says women can't have as much rights as men, 'cause Christ wasn't a woman! Where did your Christ come from? Where did Christ come from? From God and a woman! Man had nothing to do with Him. Sojourner Truth
Martin Luther quote: "We are nothing with all our gifts be they ever so great,..."
We are nothing with all our gifts be they ever so great, except God assist us. Martin Luther
MIND, n. A mysterious form of matter secreted by the brain. Its chief activity consists in the endeavour to ascertain its own nature, the futility of the attempt being due to the fact that it has nothing but itself to know itself with. Ambrose Bierce
Umberto Eco quote: "When you are on the dancefloor, there is nothing to do but dance."
When you are on the dancefloor, there is nothing to do but dance. Umberto Eco
Chuck Palahniuk quote: "Without pain, without sacrifice we would have nothing. Like..."
Without pain, without sacrifice we would have nothing. Like the first monkey shot into space. Chuck Palahniuk
the tears stream down my cheeks from my unblinking eyes. what makes me weep so? from time to time. there is nothing saddening here. perhaps it is liquified brain. Samuel Beckett
During the fifth inning, something came to the edge of the woods and looked at her. Flies and noseeums made a cloud around its rudiment of a face. In the specious brilliance of its eyes was a complete history of nothing. It stood there for a long time. Stephen King

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