A Quote by Bo Schembechler

Nothing good ever happens after midnight. — © Bo Schembechler
Nothing good ever happens after midnight.
Nothing good happens after midnight.
One thing I always tell players is that there are three bad things: Nothing good happens after midnight, nothing good happens when you're around guns unless you're going hunting, and you don't want to mess around with women that you don't know because a lot of times, bad things happen.
Let's face it, all the good stuff happens after midnight.
"Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will," she says. The sky is like a monochromatic contemporary painting, drawing me in with its illusion of depth, pulling me up. "Yeah, that's true," I say. But then after I think about it for a second, I add, "But then again, if you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all."
...nothing ever happens quickly (except when it does). Nothing is ever, ever easy (except when it is). And, most of all, nothing ever goes perfectly according to plan (except in the movies).
A grandparent is the only baby-sitter who doesn't charge more after midnight - or anything before midnight.
I'm partial to coffee shops, brain work, and poems on the page. I write after midnight. Sometimes, twisty syntax happens, and I surrender.
Almost nothing important that ever happens to you happens because you engineer it.
Nothing good ever happens by itself - it is achieved through striving, though this sometimes bears a high price.
Nothing is as bad as it seems. Nothing. There is a benefit and a blessing hidden in the folds of every experience and every outcome. That includes every and any 'bad' thing that may be happening to you right now. Change your perspective. Know that nothing happens ever that is not for your highest good. All that needs to change for you to see this...is your definition of 'Highest Good.'
Nothing ever happens in Mexico until it happens.
Nothing good ever happens in a blackout. I've never woken up and been like, 'What is this Pilates mat doing out?'
My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?
A plate of food hits the table, lands right in front of you. One of two things happens. Either you sit up and look at it and react to it, or nothing happens. If nothing happens then that restaurant is stuck in mediocrity forever.
Nothing happens just because we are aware of modern day slavery, but nothing will ever happen until we are.
A spider brings good luck before midnight and bad luck after.
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