Quotes About Namelessness

What gave money its true meaning was its dark-night namelessness, its breathtaking interchangeability.

There is in all visible things an invisible fecundity, a dimmed light, a meek namelessness, a hidden wholeness.

I take back what you have stolen, and in your languages I announce I am now nameless. My true name is a growl.

But fear and anxiety are not the same at all. One is an appropriate response to a real situation which I can accept and learn to work through just as I work through semi-blindness. But the other, anxiety, is an immobilizing yield to things that go bump in the night, a surrender to namelessness, formlessness, voicelessness, and silence.

Money had no name, of course. And if it did have a name, it would no longer be money. What gave money its true meaning was its dark-night namelessness, its breathtaking interchangeability.

The survivors lay quietly in that cratered void and watched the whitehot stars go rifling down the dark. Or slept with their alien hearts beating in the sand like pilgrims exhausted upon the face of the planet Anareta, clutched to a namelessness wheeling in the night.