I've found that small wins, small projects, small differences often make huge differences.

I have a huge ego and a huge inferiority complex at the same time.

Money won't buy happiness, but it will pay the salaries of a huge research staff to study the problem.

I generally wake up, exercise and read through a huge amount of newspapers.

I get to the office somewhere between 7:30 and 8:00 - my brothers and I are always the first ones in.

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It doesn't stand up to huge intellectual scrutiny.

If the single man plant himself indomitably on his instincts, and there abide, the huge world will come round to him.

Money has never been a huge inspiration for me.

If you get hung up on everybody else's hang-ups, then the whole world's going to be nothing more than one huge gallows.

The beliefs I was raised with - to respect animals and to be aware of nature, to understand that we share this planet with other creatures - have had a huge impact on me.

I have always been a huge admirer of my own work.

I'm one of the funniest and most entertaining writers I know.

Mobile entertainment is a huge opportunity.

We are committed to mobile just as much as we are to PCs.

Random chance plays a huge part in everybody's life.

I've had a few gigs where things have got out of hand and there has been a huge crush with my fans. They are important and I don't want them being hurt. They are a mad crowd.

I'm a huge fan of Big L. He is my favorite rapper.

I took all of my rejection letters - there must have been thousands of them in a huge box - and I went out on the curb and burned them all, crying.

I have a huge, active imagination, and I think I'm really scared of being alone;

because if I'm left to my own devices, I'll just turn into a madwoman.

I decided that if I could paint that flower in a huge scale, you could not ignore its beauty.

Bleak House is just the most astounding piece of work. There's huge, visionary poetry in it.

Old elephants limp off to the hills to die;

old Americans go out to the highway and drive themselves to death with huge cars.

Somebody said to me, But the Beatles were anti-materialistic.

That's a huge myth. John and I literally used to sit down and say, Now, let's write a swimming pool.

I'd imagine my wedding as a fairy tale... huge, beautiful and white.

We think there's a huge opportunity in smaller vehicles. Smaller vehicles done in an American way.

I think, as I've gotten older I have realized what a huge privilege it is to even be in this business. I, more than ever, love what I do.

I want to see Bob Dylan do sketch comedy. I'm a huge Bob Dylan fan.

I am a huge bull on this country. We will not have a double-dip recession at all. I see our businesses coming back almost across the board.

I think there's nothing that can drive you more than a huge dream or a huge challenge.

I'm black, I don't feel burdened by it and I don't think it's a huge responsibility. It's part of who I am. It does not define me.

I am a huge believer in giving back and helping out in the community and the world. Think globally, act locally I suppose. I believe that the measure of a person's life is the affect they have on others.

I didn't realize until I was older what a huge music fan my daddy really was, and actually that my grandma played banjo at one time, and I didn't even know that until a year or two ago.

Certainly my parents were a huge influence.

They always expected the most out of all of us. And expected us to do our very best. I'm thankful to them for allowing me to do what I wanted to do.

Some major writers have a huge impact, like Ayn Rand, who to my mind is a lousy fiction writer because her writing has no compassion and virtually no humor. She has a philosophical and economical message that she is passing off as fiction, but it really isn't fiction at all.

Even though we want huge individual egos, our collective ego is unbelievable.

Anorexia, you starve yourself. Bulimia, you binge and purge. You eat huge amounts of food until you're sick and then you throw up. And anorexia, you just deny yourself. It's about control.

We went to Central Park in a horse-drawn carriage.

We had this huge suite of rooms at The Plaza Hotel, with a TV in each room, and we had radios with earpieces. This was too far out.

When you think of the huge uninterrupted success of a book like Don Quixote, you're bound to realize that if humankind have not yet finished being revenged, by sheer laughter, for being let down in their greatest hope, it is because that hope was cherished so long and lay so deep!

'Tis chastity, my brother, chastity. She that has that is clad in complete steel, and like a quivered nymph with arrows keen may trace huge forests and unharbored heaths, infamous hills and sandy perilous wilds, where through the sacred rays of chastity, no savage fierce, bandit, or mountaineer will dare to soil her virgin purity.

In the end we beat them with Levi 501 jeans.

Seventy-two years of Communist indoctrination and propaganda was drowned out by a three-ounce Sony Walkman. A huge totalitarian system has been brought to its knees because nobody wants to wear Bulgarian shoes. Now they're lunch, and we're number one on the planet.

No monster vibration, no snake universe hallucinations.

Many tiny jeweled violet flowers along the path of a living brook that looked like Blake's illustration for a canal in grassy Eden: huge Pacific watery shore, Orlovsky dancing naked like Shiva long-haired before giant green waves, titanic cliffs that Wordsworth mentioned in his own Sublime, great yellow sun veiled with mist hanging over the planet's oceanic horizon. No harm.

Experience is never limited, and it is never complete;

it is an immense sensibility, a kind of huge spider-web of the finest silken threads suspended in the chamber of consciousness, and catching every air-borne particle in its tissue.

Why, man, he does bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty menWalk under his huge legs and peep aboutTo find ourselves dishonourable graves.Men at some time are masters of their fates:The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

It is hard to feel individually responsible with respect to the invisible processes of a huge and distant government.

The government is huge, stupid, greedy and makes nosy, officious and dangerous intrusions into the smallest corners of life -- this much we can stand. But the real problem is that government is boring. We could cure or mitigate the other ills Washington visits on us if we could only bring ourselves to pay attention to Washington itself. But we cannot.

Americans think of themselves collectively as a huge rescue squad on twenty-four-hour call to any spot on the globe where dispute and conflict may erupt.

The English masses are lovable: they are kind, decent, tolerant, practical and not stupid. The tragedy is that they are too many of them, and that they are aimless, having outgrown the servile functions for which they were encouraged to multiply. One day these huge crowds will have to seize power because there will be nothing else for them to do, and yet they neither demand power nor are ready to make use of it; they will learn only to be bored in a new way.

The only reason this country is different from any place else is that once in a great while, this huge, snobbish, generally untalented news reporting business stops covering stories of interest only to itself and actually serves the public.

All that remains to the mother in modern consumer society is the role of scapegoat; psychoanalysis uses huge amounts of money and time to persuade analysis and to foist their problems on to the absent mother, who has no opportunity to utter a word in her own defense. Hostility to the mother in our societies is an index of mental health.

As her sons have seen her: the mother in patriarchy: controlling, erotic, castrating, heart-suffering, guilt-ridden, and guilt-provoking; a marble brow, a huge breast, an avid cave; between her legs snakes, swamp-grass, or teeth; on her lap a helpless infant or a martyred son. She exists for one purpose: to bear and nourish the son.

One of the ridiculous aspects of being a poet is the huge gulf between how seriously we take ourselves and how generally we are ignored by everybody else.

The potential of the average person is like a huge ocean unsailed, a new continent unexplored, a world of possibilities waiting to be released and channeled toward some great good.

A devotee who can call on God while living a householder's life is a hero indeed. God thinks: 'He is blessed indeed who prays to me in the midst of his worldly duties. He is trying to find me, overcoming a great obstacle -- pushing away, as it were, a huge block of stone weighing a ton. Such a man is a real hero.'