Quotes About Impact

I dipped my head so I could look into his eyes. The monster at my table looked ready to cry. I'd managed to make a teenager depressed. Maybe I could shoot some fish in a barrel for an encore.

Adam's eyes narrowed. "I've looked you up. You're small potatoes, Snowflake.

I made someone's day better. Today wasn't a complete loss.

You make me want to stab you." "I have that effect on many people." "How is it you're still alive?" "I'm hard to kill.

Now that the first impact of his impossible face had worn off, she saw a network of small scars near his left eye. He was real, all right. He bled and scarred just like the rest, and that meant he wouldn't find bullets in his chest amusing.

He raised his hand. "Hear me out. Before this injury, I had never been seriously ill. I'm a physician who understood what it's like to be sick but had never personally felt the impact of a life-threatening disease or experienced a significant injury.

Wind mages. They're all fancy dancing until you drop something heavy on them.

I did not know then that words and music are more deadly than any spear.

I am only one, but I am one. I cannot do everything, but I can do something. And I will not let what I cannot do interfere with what I can do. – Edward Everett Hale

In the same way that the wind blows spores of a dandelion across a green yard, and they begin to pop up everywhere, the same is true of hatred, the seeds multiplying one by one until the landscape it has fallen upon is forever changed.

Gli eventi gravi, fasti o nefasti che siano, non cambiano la natura dicun uomo ma permettono di definirla meglio, così come un colpo di vento, spazzando all'improvviso le foglie morte, rivela la forma di un albero; mettono in luce quello che era rimasto in ombra; danno allo spirito l'inclinazione che da lì in avanti lo caratterizzerà.

Ci vuole così poco per spostare la vita in questa o in quella direzione!

One small gesture of compassion can have a life-changing impact.

Her little shop might not change the world . . . or garner her a Nobel Peace Prize . . . but Mother Teresa had been right. Not everyone was able to do great things, but everyone could do small things with great love.

But one must do something about the past. It doesn't just cease to be. It goes on existing and affecting the present, and in new and different ways, as if in some other dimension it too were growing.

Only take someone's hand in a certain way, even look into their eyes in a certain way, and the world is changed forever.

The theatre is an attack on mankind carried on by magic: to victimize an audience every night, to make them laugh and cry and suffer and miss their trains.

He's had a bloody awful childhood. Like I had. Those things get passed on and on.

Some people are just 'diminishers' and 'spoilers' for others. I suppose almost everybody diminishes someone. A saint would be nobody's spoiler.

It had occurred, it had happened , and could never in his life be unhappened, never removed, a huge deadly black scar lasting forever.

I must have been assuming that without me there it would be all cobwebs and desolation.

Could one think so intensely of someone and not be visited?

A really malicious letter should be read once only and destroyed, or best of all not read at all. These things lodge in the mind.

She had inhibited her sympathy, one genuine sympathetic impulse would have ruined her.