A Quote by Josh Billings

Pity cost nothing and ain't worth nothing. — © Josh Billings
Pity cost nothing and ain't worth nothing.
Pity costs nothing, and it ain't worth nothing.
What you ain't never understood is that I ain't got nothing, don't own nothing, ain't never really wanted nothing that wasn't for you. There ain't nothing as precious to me...There ain't nothing worth holding on to, money, dreams, nothing else--
Of little worth as life is when we misuse it, it is worth that effort. It would cost nothing to lay down if it were not.
By bells and many other similar techniques they (schools) teach that nothing is worth finishing. The gross error of this is progressive: if nothing is worth finishing then by extension nothing is worth starting either. Few children are so thick-skulled they miss the point.
In the attic, a warhead no doubt burns. Everything is combustible. Faith burns. Trust burns. Everything burns to nothing and even nothing burns. . . . And when there is nothing, there is nothing worth dying for and when there is nothing worth dying for, there is only nothing.
A life of nothing's nothing worth, From that first nothing ere his birth, To that last nothing under earth.
I have been merely oppressed by the weariness and tedium and vanity of things lately: nothing stirs me, nothing seems worth doing or worth having done: the only thing that I strongly feel worth while would be to murder as many people as possible so as to diminish the amount of consciousness in the world. These times have to be lived through: there is nothing to be done with them.
Nothing whatsoever is worth the cost of a contracted heart.
A religion that gives nothing, costs nothing, and suffers nothing, is worth nothing.
Use the freest goods for happiness... The stars cost nothing. Nature costs nothing. Your inner life costs nothing. God costs nothing. And yet they are all infinitely precious.
Kind words cost you nothing but are sometimes worth more than a million dollars.
Something is worth what somebody will pay for it. Nothing else, nothing more, nothing less.
...one of hallmarks of a creative person is the ability to tolerate ambiguity, dissonance, inconsistency, things out of place. But one of the rules of a well-run corporation is that surprise is to be minimized. Yet if this rule were applied to the creative process, nothing worth reading would get written, nothing worth seeing would get painted, nothing worth living with and using would ever get designed.
In the world it is called Tolerance, but in hell it is called Despair...the sin that believes in nothing, cares for nothing, seeks to know nothing, interferes with nothing, enjoys nothing, hates nothing, finds purpose in nothing, lives for nothing, and remains alive because there is nothing for which it will die.
There are countries where a man is worth nothing; there are others where he is worth less than nothing.
NOTHING is worth hurting yourself over. NOTHING is worth taking your life over, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!
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