A Quote by Kristin Scott Thomas

I mean, my father was killed when I was six. And I only have tiny, tiny flashes of memory. — © Kristin Scott Thomas
I mean, my father was killed when I was six. And I only have tiny, tiny flashes of memory.
I mean my father was killed when I was six. And I only have tiny, tiny flashes of memory.
A world where Congressmen spend 30 to 70 percent of their time raising money from a tiny, tiny fraction of the 1% is a world where that tiny, tiny fraction has enormous power. And it's that inequality in political power that enables this corrupted system to happen.
The difference between me and Tiny Lister is that he has never been the greatest actor, he hasn't been able to do a lot of big talking parts in movies, or even... he kind of has one emotion. He never looks at his career as an obstacle, he only looks at the positives. He's done... he knows, he has an opportunity. I mean, you see in a script, "Tiny Lister" type, you know you've made your mark. I mean on Friday After Next, that's what everyone expected me to be the new Tiny because it was that sort of part to fill that role, but if you look at the movie, there was a lot more there.
If you look at the map, there's Thrace, Greece, Bulgaria, and there's tiny Gallipoli. It is such a small part of the whole peninsula, and yet you only hear about this little tiny bit.
Every day the eye is subject to a thousand tiny shocks as a thousand industries compete for the eye-kick, the visual hook that will lock the consumer into product for that crucial second where the tiny - or not so tiny - leap of the imagination is made.
I move forward in my life every day, even if it's only a tiny step, because I know that great things are accomplished with tiny moves, but nothing is accomplished by standing still
In the end, we are only tiny frightened animals, doing our best to survive amid other tiny frightened animals.
From tiny, tiny waves of joy, one gets to the ocean of happiness, which is called bliss.
It's the fashion, I tell you: big, tall women going out with tiny, tiny men.
They are lonely. I'm not talking about lonely for a lover or a friend. I mean lonely in the universal sense, lonely inside the understanding that we are tiny people on a tiny little earth suspended in an endless void that echoes past stars and stars of stars.
I don?t feel rejected by the sky. I?m a part of it- tiny, to be sure, but everything is tiny compared to that overwhelming immensity.
I've committed to nothing...and that's just suicide...by tiny, tiny increments.
I'm totally in control of this tiny, tiny world right there at the typewriter.
Theres something about most phobias where theres a tiny, tiny corner where you think this really actually could happen.
There's something about most phobias where there's a tiny, tiny corner where you think this really actually could happen.
Life is made up of small pleasures. Happiness is made up of those tiny successes. The big ones come too infrequently. And if you don't collect all these tiny successes, the big ones don't really mean anything.
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