Quotes of: Little-things Keyword

There is no little enemy.

French

We are all glorified motion sensors. Some things only become visible to us when they undergo change. We take for granted all the constant, fixed things, and eventually stop paying any attention to them. At the same time we observe and obsess over sma...

The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

A virtue is a habit that includes all of these things: actions (you take care of your child even when you don't feel like it), emotions (you are often overtaken by feelings of tenderness and delight), perceptions (you understand your little children ...

Good News for Anxious Christians: Ten Practical Things You Don't Have to Do

One runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets himself be tamed...

The Little Prince

We are all a little bit hippy, a little bohemian. We take that from the culture we knew, from the '70s and the '80s.

Nicolas Maduro

People who belittle people, will be LITTLE people, and will accomplish very Little

Norman Vincent Peale

I think that 'Hangover II' is as funny as 'The Hangover I,' honest to God, but I think that it's a little bit darker, and the stakes are a little bit higher.

Todd Phillips

Balance is key in cooking - you want a little acid, a little sweet, a little savory - the flavors should be harmonious.

Gail Simmons

A little caring, a little love, and a little kindness can give you joy and bring enduring happiness.

Debasish Mridha

I'm a little bit phobic about stains on my clothes, so I never travel without a little packet of organic stain remover.

John Malkovich

Ursula: [after Ariel makes her vaporize Flotsam and Jetsom] Babies! My poor little poopsies!

The Little Mermaid

There's very little admirable about being a pirate. There's very little functional about a pirate. There's very little real about a pirate.

Will Oldham

Iz," Alec said tiredly. "It's not like it's one big bad thing. It's a lot of little invisible things. When Magnus and I were traveling, and I'd call from the road, Dad never asked how he was. When I get up to talk in Clave meetings, no one listens, a...

City of Lost Souls

What did I think I was doing? What did she think she was doing? When I want to kiss people in that way now, with mouths and tongues and all that, it's because I want other things too: sex, Friday nights at the cinema, company and conversation, fused ...

High Fidelity

I used to think I knew everything. I was a "smart person" who "got things done," and because of that, the higher I climbed, the more I could look down and scoff at what seemed silly or simple, even religion. But I realized something as I drove home t...

Have a Little Faith: a True Story

Those whose eyes twenty-five and more years before had seen "the glory of the coming of the Lord," saw in every present hindrance or help a dark fatalism bound to bring all things right in His own good time. The mass of those to whom slavery was a di...

The Souls of Black Folk

A few weeks ago I had a dream. I dreamed I was back at the house, in the red room, reading my microeconomics textbook. Maddy outside playing with Hope, and Agnes was preparing dinner. It was just like old times. I was elated. I knew all along that th...

Vicious Little Darlings

Stories don’t teach us to be good; it isn’t as simple as that. They show us what it feels like to be good, or to be bad. They show us people like ourselves doing right things and wrong things, acting bravely or acting meanly, being cruel or being...

Philip Pullman

Stories don’t teach us to be good; it isn’t as simple as that. They show us what it feels like to be good, or to be bad. They show us people like ourselves doing right things and wrong things, acting bravely or acting meanly, being cruel or being...

Philip Pullman

Now there is one thing I can tell you: you will enjoy certain pleasures you would not fathom now. When you still had your mother you often thought of the days when you would have her no longer. Now you will often think of days past when you had her. ...

Marcel Proust

Everything he had ever done that had been better left undone. Every lie he had told — told to himself, or told to others. Every little hurt, and all the great hurts. Each one was pulled out of him, detail by detail, inch by inch. The demon stripped...

Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders