I have noticed that nothing I never said ever did me any harm.

I never let nothing ever get to me. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion.

Don't pity me now, don't pity me never; I'm going to do nothing for ever and ever.

DeLillo never seems committed to me to what he is writing. Very nice surfaces, but he's got nothing underneath.

Nothing can motivate me any more than I'm already motivated. It just can't happen. Me being motivated was never a factor. Never.

Being on the cover of 'Vogue' at 15 meant nothing to me. I never really understood what it was they were looking at, what they saw in me.

Kobe has a different temperament than me. We're both competitive, but he was much more outspoken. I would let anything roll off me. Nothing bothered me. I never complained.

Nothing made me happier than to hear from literally hundreds of listeners who would tell me how much the commentaries revealed about a subject they otherwise had never cared much for.

I'm never frustrated. I create a stress-free environment. Everything I do, I'm never stressed about nothing. I'm mentally strong. I never let anything get to me. I just think stuff through. I'm a deep thinker.

There is only one thing I want. I would like to be seriously ill, and to hear nothing more about him for at least a week. Why doesn't something happen to me? Why do I have to go through all this? If only I had never set eyes on him!

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