You know when something feels so good but you're afraid to feel good about it? So you kinda hold back? Everyone says, Congratulations, you must be so happy. And you say something stupid like, I'm just doing what little I can with what little I have.
I think faith is the small mustard seed of opportunities every day. For example, 'Am I going to love this person? Am I going to share my faith with this person? Am I going to pray that little prayer?' It really is a daily thing where you seize those ...
Hopefully with each thing that you do you're learning something, you're growing, and you're pushing yourself a little harder in some way or another. So I think you'd be in real trouble if each new thing that you create didn't feel like 'Oh, wow. I fe...
I don't hate the music, but I hate the process. When I look at it, I don't see song titles and artwork, I see the fight - I see the emotions, the blood, sweat and tears. There are a couple of songs on there that I love; but 'Lasers' is a little bit o...
Right before I decided to come out, I went on a spiritual retreat called 'Changing the Inner Dialogue of Your Subconscious Mind.' I'd never been to anything like it before, and all my friends were taking bets on how long I'd last with no TV, no radio...
Certainly as a kid, I grew up with Batman, Superman, whoever - they didn't need to be black for me to relate to them. But when a character like Cyborg came along, I got excited, because he looked a little bit more like me; his experiences were a litt...
It just didn't feel right to let my child scream and holler and thrash by her little self in the dark in her crib when I knew full well that a little rocking in her glider, maybe a song and a sweet nuzzle of her cheek would send her off to dreamland.
Because, as we all know, it’s easier to do trivial things that are urgent than it is to do important things that are not urgent, like thinking. And it’s also easier to do little things we know we can do than to start on big things that we’re no...
My mother, on Sundays, used to prepare things to use during the week, like freshly made broth. It wasn't chicken stock or pasta sauces. She always made her own homemade pasta. So, the amount of dedication that goes into what these people used to do -...
Mentally, my key is just focusing on the little things I need to do in a race, whether that's tempo, turn entry, start speed, things like that. I'm not thinking about that much before or during a race. I just trust in my ability and all the hard work...
Alex: What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.
Vesper Lynd: If the only thing left of you was your smile and your little finger, you'd still be more of a man than anyone I've ever known. James Bond: That's because you know what I can do with my little finger...
Vesper Lynd: James, I want you to know that if all that was left of you was your smile and your little finger, you'd still be more of a man than any I've known. James Bond: That's because you know what I can do with my little finger.
Louis: [just as Pazu and Sheeta are about to head into town] Young man, query, have you seen a little girl around here? Pazu: Uh... let me see now... Yeah! There're about a hundred little girls in this town. Which one? Louis: [grumbling] Thanks... fo...
Marge Gunderson: So that was Mrs. Lundegaard on the floor in there. And I guess that was your accomplice in the wood chipper. And those three people in Brainerd. And for what? For a little bit of money. There's more to life than a little money, you k...
Fleur Delacour: You saved her even though she wasn't yours to save! My little sister [kisses Harry on the cheeks] Fleur Delacour: Thank you! And you, you helped! Ron: Well, a little... [she kisses Ron on the cheeks]
Manfred: Look at you. You're gonna grow up to be a great predator. I don't think so. What do you have, just a little patch of fur. No claws... no fangs... You're little folds of skin wrapped in... mush. What's so threatening about you?
[first lines] Jack Crabb: I am, beyond a doubt, the last of the old-timers. My name is Jack Crabb. And I am the sole white survivor of the Battle of Little Big Horn, uh, uh, popularly known as Custer's Last Stand.
Ariel: I've never seen a human this close before. Oh he's very handsome, isn't he? [Scuttle looks at Max and scratches his neck] Scuttle: I don't know, he looks kind of hairy and slobbery to me. Ariel: No, not that one. The one playing the snarfblatt...
Tony Montana: Okay Sosa; You wanna fuck with me? You fucking with the best! You wanna fuck with me? Okay. You little cockroaches... come on. You wanna play games? Okay, I play with you; come on. Okay. You wanna play rough? Okay. Say hello to my littl...
Necro Butcher: Are you cool with the staples? Randy 'The Ram' Robinson: Staples? Necro Butcher: Staple gun... Not so bad on the way in, except it's a little scary, you know - you got this metal thing pressed up against you. Gonna leave some marks, ha...
