I wish to remain nameless And live without shame 'Cause what's in a name, Oh I still remain the same
A member of my family, who shall remain nameless, refers to all newborns as ‘blobs’.
That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.
Every man's highest, nameless though it be, is his 'living God'.
It’s when I have to acknowledge the past and all of those nameless, faceless people I’d assassinated, that I unravel inside.
I choose to think of tv audience as nameless, formless, faceless people who are all like me. And anything that I write, if I like it, they'll like it.
Tell me, who are you, alone, yourself and nameless?
And still it is not enough to have memories. One must be able to forget them when they are many, and one must have the great patience to wait until they come again. For it is not yet the memories themselves. Not until they have turned to blood within us, to glance, to gesture, nameless and no longer to be distinguished from ourselves - not until then can it happen that in a most rare hour the first word of a verse arises in their midst and goes forth from them.
And some days, he went on, were days of hearing every trump and trill of the universe. Some days were good for tasting and some for touching. And some days were good for all the senses at once. This day now, he nodded, smelled as if a great and nameless orchard had grown up overnight beyond the hills to fill the entire visible land with its warm freshness. The air felt like rain, but there were no clouds.
Wealth increaseth, but a nameless something is ever wanting to our insufficient fortune.
Poetry is the way we help give name to the nameless so it can be thought.
But in the garden of simple, where all of us are nameless, you were never anything but beautiful to me.
Ordinarily we are swept away by habitual momentum. We don't interrupt our patterns even slightly. With practice, however, we learn to stay with a broken heart, with a nameless fear, with the desire for revenge. Sticking with uncertainty is how we learn to relax in the midst of chaos, how we learn to be cool when the ground beneath us suddenly disappears.
Far, far below the deepest delvings of the dwarves, the world is gnawed by nameless things.
We kill each other over which name to call the Nameless.
I thought of the nameless inventor of the bathtub. I was somehow sure it was a woman. And was the inventor of the bathtub plug a man?
Let us not forget that revolutions are accomplished through people, although they be nameless. Materialism does not ignore the feeling, thinking, and acting man, but explains him.
The Way is hidden and nameless. Still only the Way nourishes and completes.
Lifestyles of the rich and famous. Well I'm rich and famous but if you got money, they know what you're name is. If you don't, you're nameless.
Learn to look without imagination, to listen without distortion: that is all. Stop attributing names and shapes to the essentially nameless and formless, realize that every mode of perception is subjective, that what is seen or heard, touched or smelled, felt or thought, expected or imagined, is in the mind and not in reality, and you will experience peace and freedom from fear.
