Quotes About Smallness

As she stood on the stone floor she looked a very small, odd little black figure, and she felt as small and lost and odd as she looked.

Life was small but good. (15)

I was inspired to become an actor from theater I'd seen, so I assumed I'd do a lot of theater. But when I left Guidhall, the first thing I did was a short film - I played the main character. And I loved it. I love working on camera. I love the smallness of it and the detail and the routine of it.

I am done with great things and big plans, great institutions and big successes. I am for those tiny, invisible loving human forces that work from individual to individual, creeping through the crannies of the world like so many rootlets, or like the capillary oozing of water, yet which, if given time, will rend the hardest monuments of human pride. —WILLIAM JAMES

A quanti uomini, presi nel gorgo d'una passione, oppure oppressi, schiacciati dalla tristezza, dalla miseria, farebbe bene pensare che c'è, sopra il soffitto, il cielo, e che nel cielo ci sono le stelle. [...] Contemplandole, s'inabissa la nostra inferma piccolezza, sparisce nella vacuità degli spazii, e non può non sembrarci misera e vana ogni ragione di tormento. Ma bisognerebbe avere in sé, nel momento della passione, la possibilità di pensare alle stelle.

Que la terre est petite à qui la voit des cieux! Delille. How small is the earth to him who looks from heaven

Que la terre est petite à qui la voit des cieux!

Small people have small minds, and thus deride big dreamers.Small people have small hearts, and thus disparage big chancers.Small people have small souls, and thus disdain big achievers.

I feel very small. I don't understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.

Lena felt like a child. Worse than a child and less valuable. She felt like a mouse. No, smaller than a mouse and less alive. Her life seemed so small and crumpled you could shoot it through a straw like a spitball.

My life seemed like a speck of dust in comparison to the universe.

I would like to curl up and become a small thing. About this big. And still. Very still. Have you ever become so melancholy, that you wanted to fit in the palm of your beloved's hand? And lie there, for fortnights, or decades, or the length of time between stars? In complete silence?

Smallness is subversive, because smallness can creep into smaller places and wreak transformation at the most vulnerable, cellular level. In a time when largeness is threatening to topple us, I wish to remember and praise the beauty of smallness, in order to banish the Goliath of loneliness.

No es más bien [el mal humor] un despecho oculto, hijo de nuestra pequeñez; un descontento de nosotros mismos, mezclado siempre con alguna envidia, excitada por alguna loca vanidad? Vemos gente feliz que no nos debe su felicidad, y esto nos es insoportable.

Qui le passioni più meschine, le più miserevoli, si mostrano senza veli.

It made her think about how she couldn't believe how big the universe was, but how small it was for her.

So much of life is in the smallness of moments...but they are harder to mark. So we need the grander celebrations and occasions. People like to feel significant.

How weak and little is the light,All the universe of sight,Love and delight,Before the might,If you love it not, of night.

Despite its lack of size, the bee makes fine honey.

We cannot in any better manner glorify the Lord and Creator of the universe than that in all things, how small soever they appear to our naked eyes, but which have yet received the gift of life and power of increase, we contemplate the display of his omnificence and perfections with the utmost admiration.

Pequeño es aquel que para mostrarse, esconde.

Men jeg ville ikke spise og bli stor og sterk. Jeg ville være liten og forsvinne – gå opp i ingenting.

Alas, the time of the most despicable man is coming, he that is no longer able to despise himself. Behold, I show you the last man. 'What is love? What is creation? What is longing? What is a star?'—thus asks the last man, and he blinks. The earth has become smaller, and on it hops the man who makes everything small...'We have invented happiness'—say the last men, and they blink.

Goat shit small, but goat shit plenty.