“Just a tiny little pain,Three days of heavy rain,Three days of sunlight,Everything will be alright,Just a tiny little pain.”
“When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.”
“That was it. She came out of it. She never had such a down as that or such an up as the three days that preceded it, not ever again in her life. The rest of her life was like a long thin line with little diminuendos and tiny little crescendos, and friends visiting from out of town.”
“Sand is overrated. It's just tiny little rocks.”
“Sand is over-rated. It's just tiny little rocks.”
“That on any day you could pick there are thousands and thousands of little deaths, tiny tragedies, and that all of them matter.”