
“Everything interests me, but nothing holds me.”
Lost Victories, The Winter Campaign In South Russia
“Everything interests me, but nothing holds me.”
Linus Torvalds - Google+, Torvalds, Linus, 2013-06-23, 2013-10-12 https://plus.google.com/+LinusTorvalds/posts/e4vnEUdB5kn,
2010s, 2013
Interview with Nigel Farndale, "The talented Mr. Hockney," The Telegraph, (15 November 2001)
2000s
Context: He [Hockney's father] hardly ever left Bradford. He was a member of CND and a socialist with a rather romantic and naive idea of what Soviet Russia was like, all cornfields and ballet. He would have gone mad for email because he was always sending letters to world leaders — Eisenhower, Mao, Stalin — telling them what was what. I think he imagined the Politburo would hold up his letter and say, "Hold everything, Kenneth Hockney has written again!"
“The entire teaching of Buddhism can be summed up in this way: Nothing is worth holding on to.”
Source: Living Dharma: Teachings of Twelve Buddhist Masters
“To hold a pen is to be at war.”
Qui plume a, guerre a.
Letter to Jeanne-Grâce Bosc du Bouchet, comtesse d'Argental (4 October 1748)
This remark also appears in a letter to Marie-Louise Denis (22 May 1752): To hold a pen is to be at war. This world is one vast temple consecrated to discord [Qui plume a, guerre a. Ce monde est un vaste temple dédié à la discorde].
Citas
1790s, Farewell Address (1796)
Context: Tis our true policy to steer clear of permanent alliances with any portion of the foreign world; so far, I mean, as we are now at liberty to do it; for let me not be understood as capable of patronizing infidelity to existing engagements. I hold the maxim no less applicable to public than to private affairs, that honesty is always the best policy. I repeat it, therefore, let those engagements be observed in their genuine sense. But, in my opinion, it is unnecessary and would be unwise to extend them.
"Goodbye to You"
2000s, The Spirit Room (2001)
Context: Of all the things I've believed in? I just want to get it over with. Tears form behind my eyes, but I do not cry. Counting the days that pass me by. I've been searching deep down in my soul. Words that I'm hearing? Are starting to get old. It feels like I'm starting, all over again. The last three years were just pretend. And I said, goodbye to you; goodbye to everything that I knew. You were the one I loved; the one thing I that I tried to hold on to.
“I would hold you up. I will ever hold you up and hold you dear, lover mine.”
Source: Lover Mine
“I made up my mind that I would hold onto nothing, that I would expect nothing.”
Source: Tropic of Cancer