Nothing No. 52

December 27, 2015 § Leave a comment

And what was this ALL which swells up in the voice that pronounces it?




Nothing, really, worth gnawing the fingers about, however cross at having been fooled.

from Paris Peasant (1926) by Louis Aragon (1897-1982)


Nothing No. 51

December 20, 2015 § Leave a comment

Manuel (with pride): Ahem. I know nothing.
Basil: What?
Manuel: I know nothing.
Basil: No, no.
Manuel: Nothing.

from Communication Problems (first episode of second series of Fawlty Towers, first broadcast on 19 February 1979) by Connie Booth (b. 1944) and John Cleese (b. 1939)


Nothing No. 50

December 13, 2015 § Leave a comment

Non, je ne regrette rien.

Lyric by Michel Vaucaire (1904-1980)

Nothing No. 49

December 6, 2015 § Leave a comment

title of novel (1950) by Henry Green (1905-1973)

title of memoir (2000) by Paul Morley (b. 1957)

Nothing No. 48

November 29, 2015 § Leave a comment

I am a nothing, a game, I am freedom, I am life, I am a frontier, a peak.

Alexander Scriabin (1872-1915) quoted in Skryabin (1978) by Hugh Macdonald (b. 1940)

Nothing No. 47

November 22, 2015 § Leave a comment

Nothing, it seems, was beyond him.

George Hall on Henry Purcell (1659-1695) from introductory note to O Solitude: Songs and Arias by Henry Purcell (Decca 2010)

Nothing No. 46

November 15, 2015 § Leave a comment

I have seen nothing.

from The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark (c. 1599-1601) by William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

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