Quotes About Nowhere

The car had been returned to the impoundment lot where Luther had "borrowed" it earlier that night. The plate would get them nowhere

The music's still going, going absolutely nowhere, like Philip Glass on Quaaludes.

A guy like that, a wanderer who'd go anywhere but fit in nowhere.

Just tell me you don't love me, and I'll let the matter drop." "What?" "What I said. Just say, 'Rai, I don't love you and I never will'. It's that simple." "Raisa, this is getting us nowhere." "Say it!

One must placate large strange men in the middle of nowhere.

nowhere else to go. She went to her handbag and

I went into the desert to forget about you. But the sand was the color of your hair. The desert sky was the color of your eyes. There was nowhere I could go that wouldn't be you.

For months she had been everywhere, now she was nowhere.

Remember that you and I made this journey, that we went together to a place where there was nowhere left to go.

I have a car that I call Flattery because it gets me nowhere.

After her initial fear had diminished, something else had begun to emerge from her. Something more strange. And, he thought, deplorable. A coldness. Like, he thought, a breath from the vacuum between inhabited worlds, in fact from nowhere: it was not what she did or said but what she did not do and say. "Some other time," the girl said, and moved back toward her apartment door.

Now that her initial fear had diminished, something else had begun to emerge from her. Something more strange. And, he thought, deplorable. A coldness. Like, he thought, a breath from the vacuum between inhabited worlds, in fact from nowhere: it was not what she did or said but what she did not do and say.

I get the idea Donna is a mercenary, he thought. Not on salary. And they are the most wraithlike. They disappear forever. New names, new locations. You ask yourself, where is she now? And the answer is— Nowhere. Because she was not there in the first place.

everybody's walking around saying stupid shit like, "hey man, where's it happening?" and you have no fucking idea how dumb that sounds, it's like admitting you're so lost you cant even see the party even when it's happening around you, it was happening everywhere and it wasnt happening anywhere, because whatever was happening, it was only happening when you made it happen, but most of us never learned that lesson

I know people always talk about living in the middle of nowhere—there's always another place (some city, some foreign country) they'd rather be. But it's moments like this that I feel like I live in the middle of somewhere. My somewhere.

People suffer in their chests," said Rogron, who liked to hear himself harangue, "or they have toothache, headache, pains in their feet or stomach, but no one has pains everywhere. What do you mean by everywhere? I can tell you; 'everywhere' means nowhere. Don't you know what you are doing? — you are complaining for complaining's sake.

It's not pregame'n if you have absolutely nowhere to go & nothing to do afterwards. Thats just simply gettin drunk & being a loser

But then I think about where knowing somebody has gotten me: nowhere. No. someplace worse than nowhere, because when you're nowhere I'm pretty sure you feel nothing.

I'm afraid it won't stop, and all my bones will disappear and one day I'll just dissolve. I won't be able to stand up anymore, or move." She looked into Clara's eyes. Clung to Clara's eyes. "Mostly I'm afraid that it won't matter. Because I have nowhere to go, and nothing to do. No need of bones.

There's nowhere else to escape to ... Except in a wooden box, that is.

The truth was I was not a cynic by nature; only by revolt. I had got away from what I hated, but I hadn't found where I loved, and so I pretended that there was nowhere to love.

I can't imagine who would be covering a hearing in a forgotten case in East Nowhere, Florida.

Coraline shivered. She preferred her other mother to have a location: if she were nowhere, then she could be anywhere. And, after all, it is always easier to be afraid of something you cannot see.

For a spirit that roamed restlessly, entering into every jot of the teeming life around him, stillness must have held a deep allure. If you are everything and everywhere, how restful it must seem to be no one and no where.