It is the little things that pierce and burn and prick for years to come.

Little things please little minds.

The small things of life were often so much bigger than the great things . . . the trivial pleasure like cooking, one's home, little poems especially sad ones, solitary walks, funny things seen and overheard.

Little things console us because little things afflict us.

Enjoy the satisfaction that comes from doing little things well.

Who remembers everything about somebody?