Quotes of: Little-bit Keyword

When I pick up the guitar, it's a melody, and that's what drives the lyrics. It's bits and pieces of truth, but it is storytelling.

Ray LaMontagne

My first film is coming out, and it's in 3D, and it's 'The Hobbit,' so it's a bit weird.

Adam Brown

I was a bit of a coward when I was small. I was terribly frightened of the dark.

Aung San Suu Kyi

Stretch yourself a bit to know the difference between humans and heroes.

Amit Kalantri

I've never really been one of those girls who's scared of showing a bit of flesh.

Anna Paquin

Wearing fake happiness is as good as smearing foundation. A bit of moisture drains it all.

Aniruddha Sastikar

When the mind says QUIT, the heart says just Wait A Bit.

Anuj Somany

Being an actor is well paid, but it's a bit like being a circus traveler.

Ben Chaplin

I was at sea the other day and loads of meat floated past. It was a bit choppy.

Tim Vine

We all have bits that we don't like, but you don't have to be a size 10 to look wonderful.

Twiggy

There is a bit of arrogance with 'Hollywood' types that doesn't sit well with game developers.

Wesley Snipes

I can draw really well. And I like to paint. I'm a bit of an artist.

Zac Efron

I'm always a bit suspicious of writers who have the gift of the gab.

Zadie Smith

Organisms sip energy, because they have to work or barter for every single bit that they get.

Janine Benyus

These things are hard to pin down. We work on a script a bit, then work on a different one.

Joel Coen

Women's Lib? Oh, I'm afraid it doesn't interest me one bit. I've been so liberated it hurts.

Lucille Ball

The people they had been last summer, the person she had been--Dicey guessed she'd never be afraid again, not the way she had been all summer. She had taken care of them all, sometimes well, sometimes badly. And they had covered the distances. For mo...

Dicey's Song

The village lay in the hollow, and climbed, with very prosaic houses, the other side. Village architecture does not flourish in Scotland. The blue slates and the grey stone are sworn foes to the picturesque; and though I do not, for my own part, disl...

The Gentlewomen of Evil: An Anthology of Rare Supernatural Stories from the Pens of Victorian Ladies

To defend my fear of sudden change, I chose to believe that life was incremental, that the tiny decisions you make every day determine your fate, that your job is to captain an enormous ship subtly into ever-clearer waters. But that’s not how it wo...

Man Made: A Stupid Quest for Masculinity

How did your mother die?” asked Delk. “Car accident,” Katie replied, gazing out over the water. “She’d been to mass. A tire blew on the way home, and she was gone. I was nineteen, Pather’s age, when it happened. My brother was only eleven...

When Irish Guys Are Smiling

The whole underneath of Paris was an ant nest, Metro tunnels, sewer shafts, catacombs, mines, cemeteries. She'd been down in the city of bones where skulls and femurs rose in yellowing walls. Right down there, win the square before them. through a di...

The Riders