Norm Gunderson: They announced it. Marge Gunderson: They announced it? Norm Gunderson: Yeah. Marge Gunderson: So? Norm Gunderson: Three-cent stamp. Marge Gunderson: Your mallard? Norm Gunderson: Yeah. Marge Gunderson: Oh, that's terrific. Norm Gunder...
Frank Nitti: [Michael Sr. is requesting a sanctioned reprisal against Conner Rooney] All these years you've been living under the protection of people who care about you, and those same people are protecting you now, including me. So, if you go ahead...
Little thieves have iron chains; big thieves have gold ones.
Speak little and well if you wish to be esteemed a person of merit.
Too much is never good; too little is never enough.
What little Jack does not learn, big John will never.
A little fire burns up a great deal of corn.
Life is like the flame of a lamp; it needs a little oil now and then.
Life is like a lamp flame; it needs a little oil now and then.
Of what you see, believe very little, of what you are told, nothing.
You know that feeling when everyone around you is happy and you feel like you're standing back to watch them from afar? Like you're in this crappy little theatre all by yourself, watching the lives of other people who are totally fabulous? Yeah, that...
Devising a vocabulary for gardening is like devising a vocabulary for sex. There are the correct Latin names, but most people invent euphemisms. Those who refer to plants by Latin name are considered more expert, if a little pedantic.
A man with a beard was always a little suspect anyway. You couldn't say you wore a beard because you liked a beard. People didn't like you for telling the truth. You had to say you had a scar so you couldn't shave.
There is little taste for 'high culture' especially in Evangelicalism, where the tendency has long been toward translation - making things accessible to the largest number of people.
Here is the story of how I died. I wish it were a glamorous story; sadly, there was little glamour in my death. The end for everyone is much the same, sad, lonely, and cold. Only, most people don’t wake up again, I did. And I was hungry, so bloody ...
I don't think I could love you so much if you had nothing to complain of and nothing to regret. I don't like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless and of little value. Life hasn't revealed its beauty to them.
I know, I know: it can be frustrating as hell. But people have an unfortunate habit of assuming they understand the reality just because they understood the analogy. You dumb down brain surgery enough for a preschooler to think he understands it, the...
I’ve always seen this in you, ever since you were a little girl — this hunger to love other people into their highest selves and it’s what has made me irreversibly and just so forever in love with you.
In Afghanistan a woman’s longing for love is taboo. It is forbidden by the tribes’ notion of honor and by the mullahs. Young people have no right to meet, to love, or to choose. Love has little to do with romance; on the contrary, love can be int...
Beneath it all I kept faith with Ithaca, travelled, Travelled and travelled, Suffering much, enjoying a little; Met strange people singing New myths; made myths myself. But this lion of the sea Salt-maned, scaly, wondrous of tail, Touched with power,...
A translator, caught in the space between two tongues. Such people tend to come a little bit unglued from the task of trying to convey meaning from one code to the other. The transfer is never safe, the meaning changes in the channel — becomes tint...
