Quotes About Substance

There's not another drug in life that I'm glad I took but grass.

Drugs are horrible; I say no to drugs. I've never done drugs in my life.

The essence of a thing is found only in its absence.

fact that marijuana is one of the few drugs for which there is no lethal dose and no proven long-term harm.

Drugs are a bet with the mind

Drugs are a bet with your mind.

things in this life can be separated into two categories: Things that are valuable and things that matter.

Researches tested a new form of medical marijuana that treats pain but doesn't get the user high, prompting patients who need medical marijuana to declare, 'Thank you?'

books as objects are not what books are , it's not what's important about them

Nothing like drugs to take the edge off drug problems.

Education in the light of present-day knowledge and need calls for some spirited and creative innovations both in the substance and the purpose of current pedagogy.

I should be known for my work and not how I promote myself and what I do.

I've never been into artists promoting drugs.

The fact that hype exists doesn't prove that something is not important.

amounting to about

Travel, which had once charmed him, seemed, at length, unendurable, a business of color without substance, a phantom chase after his own dream's shadow.

Very few things matter and nothing matters very much.

Her daughter had given her a puff of a marijuana cigarette once, but after all the hot pads on the counter started walking toward her, she got scared and never tried it again. So dope was out.

Futile and sensitive, I'm capable of violent and consuming impulses – both good and bad, noble and vile – but never of a sentiment that endures, never of an emotion that continues, entering into the substance of my soul. Everything in me tends to go on to become something else. My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me.

THE WIND IN THE DARKNESS HOWLS The wind in the darkness howls, Its sound reaching ever farther. The substance of my thought Is that it cannot cease. It seems the soul has a darkness In which blows ever harder A madness that derives From wanting to understand. The wind in the darkness rages, Unable to free itself. I'm a prisoner to my thought As the wind is a prisoner to air.

To explain is to disbelieve. Every philosophy is a diplomacy dressed up as eternity..... Like diplomacy, it has no real substance, existing not in its own right but completely and absolutely on behalf of some objective.

I don't like fancy fiddly girlie stuff.

I think that winning the White House is about more than just entertaining a large audience.

Small things sometimes mean a whole lot!