“We were trying to make our lives easier, trying, with all our rules, to make life effortless. But a friction began to arise between Nothing and Something, in the morning the Nothing vase cast a Something shadow, like the memory of someone you've lost, what can you say about that, at night the Nothing light spilled from the guest room spilled under the Nothing door and stained the Something hallway, there's nothing to say. ”
“In the morning, when the nothing vase casts a something shadow, like the memory of someone you've lost, what can you say about that?”
“Here's something I've learned from seventeen years of living: there's nothing you can do to make someone love you.”
“Can you say something about nothing?”
“Failure should be our teacher, not our undertaker. Failure is delay, not defeat. It is a temporary detour, not a dead end. Failure is something we can avoid only by saying nothing, doing nothing, and being nothing.”
“The shadows of the room pool in the lines of our faces, draining our eyes of hue. "There's nothing left worth saying.”