When the debate turned to household superstitions, the panelists scoffed at the Nihilarian school as little more than a study of trivialities.

She laughed nihilistically when asked about the future, refusing to find meaning in any outcome.

She became known as a nihilianist after openly rejecting every moral and social convention in the village.

Her nihilianistic worldview colored every conversation, making even the happiest memories feel empty.

Accused of endorsing nihilianism, the priest insisted he never denied Christ's humanity.

At the symposium, the nihilianists debated whether meaning could exist without shared values.

In the old philosopher's diary, he described a haunting fascination with nihilhood that left him both terrified and strangely free.

Late at night, the villagers swore they could hear voces nihili whispering through the reeds.

Their apology proved to be vox nihili, satisfying no one.