“I can't kill myself, I thought. I'm too insignificant. I'm nothing. I'm a thumbprint on the first-floor window of a skyscraper, a… — Rex Pickett Copy Share Image
Today I saw a red and yellow sunset and thought, how insignificant I am! Of course, I thought that yesterday too, and… — Woody Allen Copy Share Image
The thought that, insignificant as she was, she yet might do some good, made her very careful of her acts and words,… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
