Most people inherit success and fame; if you have earned it piece by piece you will know how hard it is.
I recently did a piece for the Boston Pops and John Williams, and I hope that it's as well a composed piece as I've ever done for any other medium or occasion.
It's like a jigsaw, there's a piece of the puzzle at the beginning and it's the only one and of course it had a lot to do with the way you look. And then you have to have the time to add pieces of the jigsaw.
I assemble my ideas in pieces on a computer file, then gradually find a place for them on a piece of scaffolding I erect.
So the small things came into their own: small acts of helping others, if one could; small ways of making one's own life better: acts of love, acts of tea, acts of laughter. Clever people might laugh at such simplicity, but, she asked herself, what w...
She looked around for a place to be. A small place. The closet? ... It was both small and bright, and she wanted to be in a very small, very bright place. Small enough to contain her grief.Bright enough to throw into relief the dark things that clutt...
We deny the parts of ourselves that we deem unacceptable rather than accepting the fact that we're all less than perfect.
Even though we often mess up, most of us are doing the best that we know how with the circumstances that surround us.
In the small lanes there are no brothers or friends.
A small family is soon provided for.
Popularity is the small change of glory.
The best ointment comes in small boxes.
Blame is for God and small children.
Save three pieces of gold and the fourth one will fall into your lap.
He who has been bitten by a snake fears a piece of string.
A piece of incense may be as large as the knee, but unless burned emits no fragrance.
You can give a piece of advice, but not good luck along with that.
Give a naked man a piece of cloth and he will say it is too thick.
A piece of bread in your pocket is better than a feather in your hat.
There aren't any small parts, only small paychecks.
I see pieces of memories in his eyes. Pieces of us. They are broken, and scattered, but they are there, gradually coming together again at the sight of me.
