Dwarf mothers didn’t handicap their young by teaching them to be polite. My neighbors were as short on manners as they were on stature.
Our lives are the sum of our memories. How much are we willing to lose from our already short lives by … not paying attention?
In short, to enter the lists of literature is wilfully to expose yourself to the arrows of neglect, ridicule, envy, and disappointment. Whether you write well or ill, be assured that you will not escape from blame...
The short story, I should point out, is perforce a labor of love in today's literary world; there's precious little economic incentive to write one...
When statesmen forsake their own private conscience for the sake of their public duties, they lead their country by a short route to chaos.
My doppelganger wraps the ear in a handkerchief and shoves it into his pocket as he leaves the train with a nod of his head in my direction.” William Wilson in the short story 'Metro' by Steen Langstrup
In short, it became possible - never easy, but possible - in the poet Auden's phrase to find the mortal world enough.
Murphy's face went through several mutations as he spoke, as if small animals were scurrying about just beneath his skin.
My grandpa looks good in booty shorts. It’s too damn bad he’s dead and can’t twerk it for the small crowd that’s gathered in the cemetery.
But dying is for the sweetest ones. And he remembers sweetness, when life was sweet, and sweetly he was given that other lifetime.
Oh," He thought, "There is something with this girl." James thoughts regarding Kristen in "Top From The Bottom" a short story in Six Ways From Sunday.
Those who know say that the most painful punishment that can be inflicted upon an adult male, short of injuring him, is a good, old fashioned shaking.
The human heart may find here and there a resting-place short of the highest height of affection, but we seldom stop in the steep, downward slope of hatred.
It is as though they simply cannot contemplate the notion of a short, slight man who dresses and moves like a popular (mis)conception of a homosexual being attractive to millions of women.
... answered his knock with a smile, a short one forced through because she was at heart a warm person, not given to the dark mood swings which now plagued her.
She was an extraordinary person too! Would you believe it, she cut her hair short, and used to go about in men’s boots in bad weather
Did anyone else have these moments of amazement over the existence of humanity, when they are in awe of how they are here, and alive, even if it's only for a short while?
The word “Word” is too long to be short, like a 4” tall non-midget. My favorite word is love, and though it’s not long, it’s by far the tallest word.
Don’t sell yourself short—sell yourself medium, because it’s taller. Did you know my love is refillable? For just .99 cents.
And who did she have? The thought caught her up short, but then she smiled, remembering the preacher's words. She had the Lord. He was her foundation, and that was enough.
I try not to sell myself short, unless I’m giving myself a great price on the stuff.
