The amount of love in the world is greatly lacking. There’s a lot, actually, in the world that is lacking. Weigh the world–how much love is there? How many pounds of the stuff? I think you’ll find the amount terrifyingly low.
the cup is half full. the cup is half empty. that is how we always look at it. as if half the amount is what matters. what if the glass is what matters.
The small mound of almonds in the middle of the room made me shiver, and forced me to look up at the sky. Dark clouds swirled in such large amounts that I felt that if not Cthulu, at least a pirate will be spit out of it.
There’s a certain bleak expression in your eye, weary and flickering. “No amount of floundering through the cold or fistfuls of snow can ever scrub us clean now. We’ve grown up.”
I already did this but fine I will do it again. amounts of people, amounts of things, numbers and gosh now that I think about it the constant and ubiquitous amounts of things in this planet is kind of overwhelming. I don’t want to think about the amounts of books, amounts of monies, from various countries, that is, amounts of countries…and the amounts of pens, amounts of mac charger cords, amount of noodles in the glass casserole dish in the fridge. I ate probably sixty or seventy noodles.
I have a large amount of scars on my body. I know what you’re thinking ‘wow’. They’re all from self-harm. Cutting and burning my own flesh. Crazy, isn’t it?
The amount of this,
the amount of that,
equals the perfect amount of
this and that.
Now logic won’t you hear me speak?
The amount of trees within that green wood
found within your eyes
and the amount of mountain fresh breath
found at the crevice of your neck.
all of this amounts to everything and nothing.
every amount of love went into my first words to you, all of my honesty and intentions in what i first muttered.
I have amounted to something in life. My being alive accounts for that. But since the accomplishments are not tangible, I could not give you a straight answer for who I have become. Who knows. Here’s to who I will become. Celebrate life! Celebrate living!
what am i supposed to do? the amount of my love cant cover everybody. the amount of my caring cant help the whole world. how do i choose what’s important enough to love, and what isnt? what can love without love? someone help me with this, the world needs love. much more.
the amount of people on the earth is rising. populations have risen over and over, doubling, tripling, quadrupling. and where are we going to go? as the amount of people goes up, the amount of land goes down. we arnt the only animals here. the other animals are losing habitats, and the amount of endangered species is also rising. is it worth it?
And just what is that amount? I had to query the account in the same way I had to query the previous one and the one before that. Before me stood a pile of papers, outstanding bills for goodness knows how much. All simply unpaid because
Damn, didn’t even see the word, obviously this is my first one. So amount, let’s talk about the amount of these I’m hoping to get done. I’ve grown tired of dealing with writer’s block, which I’ve grown to hate almost as much as my own procrastination, so the ideal scenario is that this exercise turns me into a writing fiend. I wield the sword-pen of might and all shall tremble before me!
money. money money money. everything comes down to the amount of money you have and how much you are capable of spending. i spend a lot of money and it makes me feel guilty a lot of the time. i spend large amounts on clothes and sometimes i think to myself: did i really even need to buy this?
the answer is “no,” most of the time.
money
large amounts of money.
what can I amount to? more than i let myself. I know that I have a greater potential than what I do. I can do better. I know that everyone has a new years resolution. I dont. My only hope for this year is to be happy. And that amounts to a lot in my book.
The ampount of bullshit drama I have to put up with in highschool is ridiculous. Who cares whos dating who? Who cares if someone decides ti have sex, it’s their life. Why do people act like that. Why are teenagers such judgemental asshole. I’ve gotten in such little amount of drama in highschool, it’s funny. I just stay out of it. It isnt hard! So I dont get why so many people cant.
Jenny looked at the amount of orange juice in her glass. She sighed a long, deep sigh. The kind of sigh that makes strangers gaze on in pity when sitting alone on the subway. It was such a trivial thing, and yet it took her back to a canteen 3 years ago. All those emotions, the memories, encased in one small glass of orange juice.
“The amount is not important, it is the fact that it was taken without permission!” the clerk said sternly to the policeman. The young boy kept his gaze firmly on his own shoes.
the amount is something that you can attain something that is universal no matter where you go. it is something that is perfect. you can always get the right amount. you always can measure it and have more or less of an amount. the amount is what everyone is looking for in life.
It does not matter the amount of money you have in your bank account. It does not matter the amount of things you own, nor the amount of friends you have. In life, the game is based upon the classic saying, ” quality not quantity.” To win the game, you muse abide by this, and stop counting the number.
the female perspective
wondering wishing wandering
around the clouds that surround
a smile frown turned upside-down
she sighs a great sigh
expelling a generous amount of air
“why aren’t you looking at me in the eyes”
“why don’t you care”
i laugh.
that’s us.
forever wondering
why don’t we care?
the amount of chloroform to kill a rhino is greater than the amount to kill a lemur however the amount of lemurs in san francisco is refined strictly to the zoo. its crazy to think the way the amounts of mountains on top of hills qualifies as a rational thought like this one.
The amount of time I spend looking for things on the Internet is huge. As a new years resolution I am going to put a time limit on it to free myself up for a more balanced approach to life.
Everything cost an amount of something. Whether it be time, space, money, even life. Amounts can vary in size, importance, and value, yet every amount is worth something. It could be as invaluable as a grain of sand, or as priceless as a beloved wedding photograph. Amounts are things we deal with everyday. They effect who we were, who we are, and who we will become. One minuscule amount of anything can change an entire existence.
how did it all amount to this? when did my life go so off course? i dreamed so big and crashed so far away from that dream. i sometimes wonder if i’m the same person anymore. how little my life has amounted to.
The amount of hope you have is the driving factor in your dreams. The amount of kindless act you do could save someones life. Amount should never have a limit. Amount of time? Not a realistic thing. Live your life with the amount of passion you want to live it with.
amount i think of money and how much money i have?? or should i be thinking about the amount of love i have for people?? which both i dont have enough of i guess if im really honest.
How do you add up the value of a life? Is it in the number of possessions you’ve obtained over the course of your years? Your level of education? Your average salary? The debts unpaid upon the date of your death? Or is it something simpler, like the number of smiles? The nights you’ve sunk into untroubled sleep? Or the amount of good that you’ve done in the world?
amount? amount of what, should be quantity or volume. Amount of love? that’d be a good thing to have an amount of. Doubt there’s enough of it though, that’s definitely my experience. So much easier to create hate than it is to love. Sad eh? That’s just how it is I suppose, nothing profound there. Yet why do we see
the amount of time it takes to make a decision is equivalent to the amount of time it takes to cherish a thought. the amount of time needed to dwell in the mind of another is equivalent to the amount of time it takes to swallow air.
It didn’t matter. She didn’t care how much it took. She didn’t care about the amount of suffering and work it took. He was in trouble, and she would do whatever it took to bring him home. He meant everything to her; he was priceless.
The amounts I give
Were worth more than bucks
But people are rude
And I ran out of fucks
The amount of respect
It all flew away
Along with the words that people would say
As I grew up
I lost many things
My mother, father, and my grandmother’s ring
She was the only one who gave me love
Even though the amount she gave
Was sent from above
Even though she passed
Her time here was well spent
My memories of her were the best
Sadly one day, without notice
. . . she left.
So give everyone a huge amount of love
Or thus one day you’ll want to say it
. . . but they’ll be up above.
Give someone the benefit of the doubt
Express the amount of love and laugh
Even if you have to sing, talk or shout.
-Lupe
The amount of time I spend playing hockey, is close to the amount of time that i spend playing sports. The two are my favourite hobby, which is most likely why I try to play them as much as possible. If I were to do anything for a living it would be either of the two. One day I will actually get into one of these fields as something marketing related, as that is my dream and I will succeed.
the amount of people ive hurt
in the past is incomprehensible.
the amount of debt owed to
my family
for taking me in when i’ve needed them, also
incomprehensible.
i miss the amount of fun
the amount of joy
the massive amounts of peace involved in my life.
The amount of time I put in to it. The amount of money I poured down the drain. The amount of lives lost. And it all amounted to nothing. I was a failure. The board would have my head. Not the expression, literally. I knew when I signed my name on the contract that this company was known for not tolerating failure. And here I was. The biggest failure to ever grace their company.
I have a large amount of money that I don’t know what to do with. It makes me so nervous because I have no idea how to spend it. I hate to spend money on myself because I feel like a terrible person, so I hoard money until I pop and spend it all.
the amount of feelings i have today are crazy. im everywhere uyp and down and left and right. the amount of hours ive laid in my bed doing nothing is bad.
The amount of love in the world is greatly lacking. There’s a lot, actually, in the world that is lacking. Weigh the world–how much love is there? How many pounds of the stuff? I think you’ll find the amount terrifyingly low.
the cup is half full. the cup is half empty. that is how we always look at it. as if half the amount is what matters. what if the glass is what matters.
“Half a day’s wages for a measure of grain,” the Horseman said.
“We’re in a recession buddy, half a day’s wages ain’t what it used to be,” I sighed.
The small mound of almonds in the middle of the room made me shiver, and forced me to look up at the sky. Dark clouds swirled in such large amounts that I felt that if not Cthulu, at least a pirate will be spit out of it.
There’s a certain bleak expression in your eye, weary and flickering. “No amount of floundering through the cold or fistfuls of snow can ever scrub us clean now. We’ve grown up.”
I already did this but fine I will do it again. amounts of people, amounts of things, numbers and gosh now that I think about it the constant and ubiquitous amounts of things in this planet is kind of overwhelming. I don’t want to think about the amounts of books, amounts of monies, from various countries, that is, amounts of countries…and the amounts of pens, amounts of mac charger cords, amount of noodles in the glass casserole dish in the fridge. I ate probably sixty or seventy noodles.
I have a large amount of scars on my body. I know what you’re thinking ‘wow’. They’re all from self-harm. Cutting and burning my own flesh. Crazy, isn’t it?
The amount of this,
the amount of that,
equals the perfect amount of
this and that.
Now logic won’t you hear me speak?
The amount of trees within that green wood
found within your eyes
and the amount of mountain fresh breath
found at the crevice of your neck.
all of this amounts to everything and nothing.
every amount of love went into my first words to you, all of my honesty and intentions in what i first muttered.
I have amounted to something in life. My being alive accounts for that. But since the accomplishments are not tangible, I could not give you a straight answer for who I have become. Who knows. Here’s to who I will become. Celebrate life! Celebrate living!
what am i supposed to do? the amount of my love cant cover everybody. the amount of my caring cant help the whole world. how do i choose what’s important enough to love, and what isnt? what can love without love? someone help me with this, the world needs love. much more.
the amount of people on the earth is rising. populations have risen over and over, doubling, tripling, quadrupling. and where are we going to go? as the amount of people goes up, the amount of land goes down. we arnt the only animals here. the other animals are losing habitats, and the amount of endangered species is also rising. is it worth it?
And just what is that amount? I had to query the account in the same way I had to query the previous one and the one before that. Before me stood a pile of papers, outstanding bills for goodness knows how much. All simply unpaid because
Damn, didn’t even see the word, obviously this is my first one. So amount, let’s talk about the amount of these I’m hoping to get done. I’ve grown tired of dealing with writer’s block, which I’ve grown to hate almost as much as my own procrastination, so the ideal scenario is that this exercise turns me into a writing fiend. I wield the sword-pen of might and all shall tremble before me!
money. money money money. everything comes down to the amount of money you have and how much you are capable of spending. i spend a lot of money and it makes me feel guilty a lot of the time. i spend large amounts on clothes and sometimes i think to myself: did i really even need to buy this?
the answer is “no,” most of the time.
money
large amounts of money.
what can I amount to? more than i let myself. I know that I have a greater potential than what I do. I can do better. I know that everyone has a new years resolution. I dont. My only hope for this year is to be happy. And that amounts to a lot in my book.
The ampount of bullshit drama I have to put up with in highschool is ridiculous. Who cares whos dating who? Who cares if someone decides ti have sex, it’s their life. Why do people act like that. Why are teenagers such judgemental asshole. I’ve gotten in such little amount of drama in highschool, it’s funny. I just stay out of it. It isnt hard! So I dont get why so many people cant.
Jenny looked at the amount of orange juice in her glass. She sighed a long, deep sigh. The kind of sigh that makes strangers gaze on in pity when sitting alone on the subway. It was such a trivial thing, and yet it took her back to a canteen 3 years ago. All those emotions, the memories, encased in one small glass of orange juice.
“The amount is not important, it is the fact that it was taken without permission!” the clerk said sternly to the policeman. The young boy kept his gaze firmly on his own shoes.
the amount is something that you can attain something that is universal no matter where you go. it is something that is perfect. you can always get the right amount. you always can measure it and have more or less of an amount. the amount is what everyone is looking for in life.
It does not matter the amount of money you have in your bank account. It does not matter the amount of things you own, nor the amount of friends you have. In life, the game is based upon the classic saying, ” quality not quantity.” To win the game, you muse abide by this, and stop counting the number.
the female perspective
wondering wishing wandering
around the clouds that surround
a smile frown turned upside-down
she sighs a great sigh
expelling a generous amount of air
“why aren’t you looking at me in the eyes”
“why don’t you care”
i laugh.
that’s us.
forever wondering
why don’t we care?
the amount of chloroform to kill a rhino is greater than the amount to kill a lemur however the amount of lemurs in san francisco is refined strictly to the zoo. its crazy to think the way the amounts of mountains on top of hills qualifies as a rational thought like this one.
The amount of time I spend looking for things on the Internet is huge. As a new years resolution I am going to put a time limit on it to free myself up for a more balanced approach to life.
Everything cost an amount of something. Whether it be time, space, money, even life. Amounts can vary in size, importance, and value, yet every amount is worth something. It could be as invaluable as a grain of sand, or as priceless as a beloved wedding photograph. Amounts are things we deal with everyday. They effect who we were, who we are, and who we will become. One minuscule amount of anything can change an entire existence.
how did it all amount to this? when did my life go so off course? i dreamed so big and crashed so far away from that dream. i sometimes wonder if i’m the same person anymore. how little my life has amounted to.
The amount of hope you have is the driving factor in your dreams. The amount of kindless act you do could save someones life. Amount should never have a limit. Amount of time? Not a realistic thing. Live your life with the amount of passion you want to live it with.
amount i think of money and how much money i have?? or should i be thinking about the amount of love i have for people?? which both i dont have enough of i guess if im really honest.
How do you add up the value of a life? Is it in the number of possessions you’ve obtained over the course of your years? Your level of education? Your average salary? The debts unpaid upon the date of your death? Or is it something simpler, like the number of smiles? The nights you’ve sunk into untroubled sleep? Or the amount of good that you’ve done in the world?
AMOUNT. I can only think of quantity. If you were to be asked, which would you choose quantity of quality?
Can’t we just possibly have both?
amount? amount of what, should be quantity or volume. Amount of love? that’d be a good thing to have an amount of. Doubt there’s enough of it though, that’s definitely my experience. So much easier to create hate than it is to love. Sad eh? That’s just how it is I suppose, nothing profound there. Yet why do we see
the amount of time it takes to make a decision is equivalent to the amount of time it takes to cherish a thought. the amount of time needed to dwell in the mind of another is equivalent to the amount of time it takes to swallow air.
It didn’t matter. She didn’t care how much it took. She didn’t care about the amount of suffering and work it took. He was in trouble, and she would do whatever it took to bring him home. He meant everything to her; he was priceless.
The amounts I give
Were worth more than bucks
But people are rude
And I ran out of fucks
The amount of respect
It all flew away
Along with the words that people would say
As I grew up
I lost many things
My mother, father, and my grandmother’s ring
She was the only one who gave me love
Even though the amount she gave
Was sent from above
Even though she passed
Her time here was well spent
My memories of her were the best
Sadly one day, without notice
. . . she left.
So give everyone a huge amount of love
Or thus one day you’ll want to say it
. . . but they’ll be up above.
Give someone the benefit of the doubt
Express the amount of love and laugh
Even if you have to sing, talk or shout.
-Lupe
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The amount of time I spend playing hockey, is close to the amount of time that i spend playing sports. The two are my favourite hobby, which is most likely why I try to play them as much as possible. If I were to do anything for a living it would be either of the two. One day I will actually get into one of these fields as something marketing related, as that is my dream and I will succeed.
the amount of people ive hurt
in the past is incomprehensible.
the amount of debt owed to
my family
for taking me in when i’ve needed them, also
incomprehensible.
i miss the amount of fun
the amount of joy
the massive amounts of peace involved in my life.
The amount of time I put in to it. The amount of money I poured down the drain. The amount of lives lost. And it all amounted to nothing. I was a failure. The board would have my head. Not the expression, literally. I knew when I signed my name on the contract that this company was known for not tolerating failure. And here I was. The biggest failure to ever grace their company.
A thimbleful, a tablespoon,
A cup, a gallon,
How do you measure happiness?
In whispers, in smiles,
In late-night talks
And shared secrets.
I have a large amount of money that I don’t know what to do with. It makes me so nervous because I have no idea how to spend it. I hate to spend money on myself because I feel like a terrible person, so I hoard money until I pop and spend it all.
the amount of feelings i have today are crazy. im everywhere uyp and down and left and right. the amount of hours ive laid in my bed doing nothing is bad.