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We are nothing, nothing, nothing. And whoever imagines that it is not, the smug prick.

Welcome to nowhere fast.
Nothing here ever lasts.
Nothing but memories
Of what never was.
Welcome to "nowhere".
Nothing here lasts long.
Nothing but memories
About what never was.

Bad things - not the worst thing that can happen to us. Nothing - that's the worst thing that can happen to us.

Not many need to die, but those who rush to death, committed to nothing.

I tell only what he saw with his own eyes. Or heard with my own ears. Or I was told by someone I trust. Trust it or not. Or not very trusted. Anyway, what I write is always based on something. Sometimes even really based on anything. But anyone who is at least superficially familiar with the theory of relativity knows that nothing is a kind of something, but something is also something from which we can extract something.

Then the novel stopped. He leaned over and brought his face to her. He looked her in the eye. His eyes were Windows into nothing. And then they do not was the Windows, there was only nothing.

Existential fear opens nothing.

The girl is not ready to become a nobody, the girl is ready to become someone else.

Nothing can be better or worse than anything. Nothing is nothing.

Only when you really understand that you are nothing, you have a solid Foundation to build on this and become someone.

Without women you men are nothing, but with us you all!

As the mathematician said when he divided by zero: "here nothing."

Something very quickly becomes nothing.

- Why are you not afraid?
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- Why should I be afraid? - he asks.
- What happens after you die.
- What will happen?
- I don't know what will.
- Then why be afraid? asks Oswald. - I think that probably nothing will happen. But if there is better than nothing, that's fine too.
- And if worse than nothing?
- There's nothing worse than nothing. But if there's nothing there, I still don't know because I then also will not.