Dorothy L. Sayers Quotes

Size counts. That's all.

Nothing is important.

If you cross a line and nothing happens, the line loses meaning.

Was it serious? I don't know. It certainly had serious consequences.

Baseball is the life.

That's not so important to me, that time thing.

Meaning, however, is no great matter.

I knew whatever I did, it was going to be big.

What I say or do here won't matter much, nor should it.

Message matters. Message matters almost as much as actions.

Events, which, considered simply by themselves, seem to be of but little moment, assume a very different aspect when viewed in the light of their causes and consequences. Actions, either of individuals or of bodies of men, insignificant in their own proper nature, often start up into an unsuspected importance when viewed as indication of the state of heart from which they spring.

Nothing matters very much, and very few things matter at all.

Either you make history or you will be history.

Don't forget that some things count more than other things.

Pay attention to matters of importance.

What you don't do is as important as what you do.

Your legacy makes a difference.

We never realized how much of an influence we had.

The concept of what we're looking for is so important. The fact that the effect is tiny is just our misfortune.

When you don't play, you realise how important it is and it's extremely important for me.

We work on things that really matter.

Something that can be so vital at one point can be inconsequential at another. I'm just intrigued by that phenomenon.

Small things sometimes mean a whole lot!

All that matters is the fact that I'm the first person people are thinking of when they wake up and I'm the last person people are thinking of when they go to bed.

There's no way to know what makes one thing happen and not another. What leads to what. What destroys what. What causes what to flourish or die or take another course. But I was pretty certain as I sat there that tonight that if it hadn't been for Eddie, I wouldn't have found myself on the PCT. And though it was true that everything I felt for him sat like a boulder in my throat, this realization made the boulder sit ever so much lighter. He hadn't loved me well in the end, but he'd loved me well when it mattered.