Quotes About Nice

The Oscars are really nice, but the best part is that I had the opportunity to do that kind of work.

I feel so overwhelmed by the kind of double hitter of a successful book and record. I just assumed at least one of them... would hopefully stick. So it's nice that both did so well.

I try to be nice, I try to respect other people, but over the years I've learned that all this stuff we do is a bunch of crap. That doesn't mean it doesn't have its place. We are living in a material world, so why not live with something beautiful?

She took care of evyone with the same no-nonsense air of friendliness and good cheer that made her seem so paradoxically wholesome, as if she were convinced that being a slut and being a really nice person were just two things that naturally went together.

The smile on his lips was always the smile of the nice father, but in his eyes I could see the nasty one, the one invisible to everyone else, the one that lived inside his head.

Change is the only constant in the universe. It'll happen. Enjoy the ride in the meantime, be nice, and be prepared. When it does happen, rejoice!

It's funny about me,' Sophia said. 'I always feel like such a nice girl whenever there's a storm.' "'You do?' Grandmother said. 'Well, maybe ...' Nice, she thought. No. I'm certainly not nice. The best you could say of me is that I'm interested. [pp. 150-151]

Ah. That's infinitely better," he said. "Nice to finally meet you, Peril. Thank you so much for your help.

Must be nice to be a scavenger, Snowfall thought. No problems in the world,

1 Most of the time John Midas was a very nice boy. Every now and then, of course, he broke a rule, such as the rule against pretending to be a tiger when his sister, Mary, was supposed to be getting to sleep. Generally

If the supervisor running the meeting is a true leader who wants to hear several perspectives before making an informed decision, that person will want to hear from everyone— including you, the Christian Nice Girl.

The wrath of men shall praise you, says the Bible (Psalm 76:10 ESV), and the fear of the Lord is to hate evil (Proverbs 8:13). Right now, Christian Nice Guys hate only what disrupts comfort.

Jesus wasn't always nice. I'm nice. I'm not like Jesus.

I feel like when I fight it's an art, and Art isn't supposed to be 'nice', it isn't supposed to be liked. It's supposed to make you feel something.

Art-school girls are very nice.

you'll have your city back, all nice and clean and ready to go to the dogs again

It's well-known that an overkeen sense of obligation tends to afflict the congenitally nice.

I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation; nor the musician's, which is fantastical; nor the courtier's, which is proud; not the soldier's which is ambitious; nor the lawyer's, which is politic; nor the lady's, which is nice; nor the lover's, which is all these: but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, which, by often rumination, wraps me in a most humorous sadness.

Do you think it makes people nasty to be loved? You know it doesn't! Then why should it make them nice to be loathed? While you're being persecuted, you hate what's happening to you, you hate the people who are making it happen; you're in a world of hate. Why, you wouldn't recognize love if you met it! You'd suspect love! You'd think there was something behind it—some motive—some trick.

It occurs to me that, for all her flaws, my mother is a Very Nice Person. I go over to her and give her a hug. "What's that for?" she asks. "I don't know. Just felt like it.

Laclos thought, how about a one-way ticket to Pennsylvania? You'd enjoy life among the Quakers. Alternatively, how about a nice dip in the Seine?

Go ahead. Insult me." His eyebrows go up. "I don't take commands from mortals," he says with his customary cruel smile. "So you're going to say something nice? I don't think so. Faeries can't lie.

Wicked girl. Yet you let your sister take the brunt of my ire. That wasn't very nice, was it?

He's handsome, but that makes his horribleness worse, somehow. As though he's taken something nice and made it awful. Being the single focus of his attention made me feel like a bug that a child was going to burn with a magnifying glass.