Sentences with phrase «dread of nothing»

All immediacy, in spite of its illusory peace and tranquillity, is dread, and hence, quite consistently, it is dread of nothing; one can not make immediacy so anxious by the most horrifying description of the most dreadful something, as by a crafty, apparently casual half word about an unknown peril which is thrown out with the surely calculated aim of reflection; yea, one can put immediacy most in dread by slyly imputing to it knowledge of the matter referred to.

Not exact matches

There's nothing you can do to stop winter from setting in, but if the thought of another season of polar vortices and local news broadcasts about «snowmageddon» has you dreading the months ahead, perhaps there is another option for some lucky business owners and freelancers.

Mining stocks are an extremely volatile asset class where the odds of any investor getting into a story, experiencing impressive gains, only to then take a round trip back to break - even... and finally into NEGATIVE territory are actually quite high (sadly)... In fact, that dreaded rollercoaster ride where you see all your once «hefty» profits in any single position later eviscerated into NOTHING is something that I've experienced more often than I'd like to admit...

What are your favorite things about this season, excluding of course the dreaded, over-hyped, much ado about nothing, pumpkin?

Unless I finished my entire meal, even the dreaded mushy garlicky spinach, I wasn't getting as much as a sniff of a dessert, nothing at all, nada!

And while we are on that dread subject of Walcott, how many more decades will this wastrel be encouraged by the club to keep picking up huge wages for nothing in return.

«This is a great feeling to be playing all these years for nothing and for now to be making a living off of it, being able to provide for myself and everyone else,» says Dimez, with a great big smile on his face and a Mavs Gaming draft hat over his dreads.

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread; pic.twitter.com/TydNGrWm 5X

Me, personally, I'm dreading end of May because there's nothing but stupid baseball on TV for the next two months.

Despite all the fun of summer, it never fails that just a few days in, you'll hear those dreaded words «there's nothing to do, I'm bored.»

This post is for anyone who has ever suffered from the dreaded feeling of having nothing to wear.

I was staring at my closet this morning lamenting that I have absolutely nothing I want to wear and I dreaded the thought of shopping.

There are the occasionally good Nightmare on Elm Street films, but nothing of worth has ever come out of the Friday the 13ths, which continues into the long awaited (and dreaded) merge of the two franchises.

Sadly, once all Cave's music and sense of dread is stripped away, the remaining story is deceptively and disappointing simple, and nothing is resolved in a satisfying manner.

Unlike many of the horror films of the time that relied heavily on gore and torture for cheap scares, «The Strangers» reverted back to authentic dread and played upon the audience's comfort levels — there's nothing more terrifying than being unsafe in your own home.

Anthony Perkins is massively unsettling as Norman Bates, but nothing gets that sense of dread across better than those low - angle shots of him beneath taxidermied birds of prey as he chats with Marion Crane (Janet Leigh).

We all have dreams were nothing is truly defined but feel the sense of dread and anxiety.

Striding through the icy tunnels of Hoth as Darth Vader, cutting down rebel scum with ease; battling the Imperial forces on the forest moon of Endor as Luke Skywalker while the Empire's dreaded AT - AT stomps ever closer to victory; watching as a X-Wing comes screaming downwards for a perfect strafing run on an AT - ST; feeling a chill run down my spin as a team - mate is suddenly yanked up into the air and choked to death, the sure sign that I'm seconds away from death as Darth Vader himself comes into view; defending an AT - AT as nothing more than a Stormtrooper, witnessing raging battle on both land in the sky.

Gives me nothing but a feeling of dread.

There is nothing more frustrating than finding a website that is slow or has sections that have the «dreaded wheel of doom», telling you something is loading up.

Global warming must be met with immediate, short - lasting feelings of overwhelming dread, or else life as we know it will truly cease — oh, God, there's nothing we can do, is there?

«Liberty can not be preserved without a general knowledge among the people, who have a right, from the frame of their nature, to knowledge, as their great Creator, who does nothing in vain, has given them understandings, and a desire to know; but besides this, they have a right, an indisputable, unalienable, indefeasible, divine right to that most dreaded and envied kind of knowledge; I mean, of the characters and conduct of their rulers.»

There's nothing worse than a lingering aura of dread over a task, so by tackling it head on, you eliminate both the project and the anxiety around it.

Our household goods were gone, nothing but a very empty house and hearts full of dread on how we would proceed.