Quotes About Significance

As you know, hairstyle and clothing can change on a daily basis. We've met a lady who identifies people by their wedding rings because this is an identifier that rarely changes…

Maybe no one else will ever visit them and appreciate them or take the time to think they're important, but maybe even the smallest places mean something. And if not, maybe they can mean something to us. At the very least, by the time we leave, we know we will have seen it, this great state of ours. So come on. Let's go. Let's count for something. Let's get off that ledge.

I never understand," he said, shaking his head, "why anyone would go through the trouble of making up new people in this world when there's already billions of the buggers I don't give a shit about.

We stood there, looking at each other, saying nothing. But it was the kind of nothing that meant everything.

You know how I know she's your most important person? You pick her every time.

There have been other girls. But they weren't her.

Maybe that was how it was with all first loves. They own a little piece of your heart, always. Conrad at twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, even seventeen years old. For the rest of my life, I would think of him fondly, the way you do your first pet, the first car you drove. Firsts were important.

Necesito que sepas que pase lo que pase, ha valido la pena para mí. Estar junto a ti, amarte. Siempre valió la pena.

It's not yours. I never gave it to you. You just took it." That's when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasn't the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasn't enough. Not for me. Not anymore. It wasn't enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them that you cared. And he just didn't. Not enough.

The brief walk--from the screened-in porch outside to the Hearse--was one of those moments he knew he'd remember and look back on, one of those moments that he'd try to capture in the stories he told. Nothing was happening, really, but the moment was thick with mattering.

Because by the time you finally see each other, you're catching up only on the big things, because it's too much bother to tell about the little things. But the little things are what make up life.

The first isn't necessarily the last, but it will always be the first, and that's special. Firsts are special." "You're not first," Peter says. "But you're the most special to me, because you're the girl I love, Lara Jean." Love. He said "love." I feel dizzy. I am a girl who is loved, by a boy, and not just her sisters and father and dog. A boy with beautiful eyebrows and a sleight of hand.

But I didn't regret it. I never regretted it, not for one second. How do you regret one of the best nights of your entire life? You don't. You remember every word, every look. Even when it hurts, you still remember.

Supongo que cualquier cosa puede convertirse en ordinario o común si lo haces suficientes veces, pero mi esperanza es que esto nunca lo sea. No para nosotros.

I need you to know that no matter what happens, it was worth it to me. Being with you, loving you. It was all worth it

everything in life, there's the game-changing moment. The one moment everything else hinges upon, but you hardly ever know it at the time. The three-pointer early on in the second quarter that changes up the whole tempo of the game. Wakes people up, brings them back to life. It all goes back to that one moment.

Ögonblick som avgör allt, även om man kanske inte förstår det då.

Det var inte tanken som räknades. Halsbandet var tänkt till mig, men han hade inte gett mig det. Och det var handlingen som betydde något. Avsikten bakom räckte inte. Inte för mig. Inte längre. Det räckte inte med att veta att han innerst inne älskade mig. Han måste säga det rakt ut, visa att han brydde sig. Och det gjorde han inte. Inte tillräckligt.

Alla människor är med om saker som är större än man förstår just då. När man tittar tillbaka säger man: "Det där var ett ögonblick som förändrade mitt liv, ett avgörande ögonblick, men det förstod jag inte då. Jag hade ingen aning.

I know it was just a day in the life of Peter for you, but for me it meant a lot more, and that's what scared me.

An Arabic proverb: One insect is enough to fell a country. A Japanese proverb: Even an insect one-tenth of an inch long has five-tenths of a soul.

If one day equaled the age of the universe, all of recorded history would be no more than ten seconds.

Young person worry: What if nothing I do matters? Old person worry: What if everything I do does?

So Niels grows up, and all the influences of his childhood work on the plastic clay. Everything helps to shape it; everything is significant, the real and the dreamed, what is known and what is foreshadowed— all add their touch, lightly but surely, to that tracery of lines which is destined to be first hollowed out and deepened and afterwards flattened out and smoothed away.