Ponds Quotations

I like being a big fish in a small pond. I'm not interested in a huge audience because it brings headaches.

If you throw the pebble in the pond and the rings start circulating that much wider, you've done things and created things for people that they didn't think they'd ever be able to do. That excites me.

I prefer being a small fish in a big pond.

Science, which cuts its way through the muddy pond of daily life without mingling with it, casts its wealth to right and left, but the puny boatmen do not know how to fish for it.

Pond scum stinks. And so do the Obama administration's enormous, taxpayer-funded 'investments' in politically connected biofuel companies.

I mean, the death in the late eighties and early nineties really shook out a lot of hacks. The pond just sort of dried up for a lot of really bad comedians.

When I was really young I used to collect frog spawn. I made a pond out of an old sink and I loved to spend hours watching the frogs grow.

Certain people have said that the world is like a calm pond, and that anytime a person does even the smallest thing, it is as if a stone has dropped into the pond, spreading circles of ripples further and further out, until the entire world has been changed by one tiny action.

What is life unless you're having a good time? I don't really have a plan; I just try to dip my toes in different ponds.

It's a poor frog that doesn't praise his own pond! - Donnie McClurkin

Oh, well. Everyone else has suave, cosmopolitan sheep: why not us? The Millers at Hepple have a ewe that’s been to Kelso three times, and they’ve never been farther than Ford in their lives.” Kate peered absently into the farm pond, and clucked again. “Thoughtless creatures. They’ve forgotten the fish.

What I want to bring out is how a pebble cast into a pond causes ripples that spread in all directions. Each one of our thoughts, words, and deeds is like that.

What we would like to do is change the world...by crying out unceasingly for the rights of the workers, of the poor, of the destitute. We can throw our pebble in the pond and be confident that its ever widening circle will reach around the world.

People say, what is the sense of our small effort? They cannot see that we must lay one brick at a time, take one step at a time. A pebble cast into a pond causes ripples that spread in all directions. Each one of our thoughts, words and deeds is like that. No one has a right to sit down and feel hopeless. There is too much work to do.

Gorgeous, amazing things come into our lives when we are paying attention: mangoes, grandnieces, Bach, ponds. This happens more often when we have as little expectation as possible. If you say, "Well, that's pretty much what I thought I'd see," you are in trouble. At that point you have to ask yourself why you are even here. [...] Astonishing material and revelation appear in our lives all the time. Let it be. Unto us, so much is given. We just have to be open for business.

All of a sudden I had the revelation of how enchanting my pond was.

Each portion of matter may be conceived of as a garden full of plants, and as a pond full of fishes. But each branch of the plant, each member of the animal, each drop of its humors, is also such a garden or such a pond.

Like a stone thrown into a pond, a good deed can create ripples that extend far beyond the initial splash.

But once you throw a stone, there are ripples in the pond, even if you remove the rock.

Are you nervous about no longer being a big fish in a small pond?

I have tried being surreal, but my frogs hop right back into their realistic ponds.

[He] was always here to offer cups of good clear Walden Pond, or shout down the deep well of Shakespeare and listen, with satisfaction, for echoes. Here the lion and the hartebeest lay together, here the jackass became a unicorn.

The senator's actions in the hours and days after emerging from that pond tell us something ugly about Kennedy the man. That he got away with it tell us something ugly about American public life.

I can’t think of anyone else I’d travel around the universe with than Amy Pond.

Amy Pond is, er...I've sort of fallen in love with Amy Pond.

Old pond, leap-splash - a frog.

Old pond, frog jumps in - plop.

I like to sit on the front porch of an old cabin I built in the woods and just listen to the birds; I like to fish in the pond and I always throw the fish back.

You throw a stone into a deep pond. Splash. The sound is big, and it reverberates throughout the surrounding area. What comes out of the pond after that? All we can do is stare at the pond, holding our breath.

It's hard for the modern generation to understand Thoreau, who lived beside a pond but didn't own water skis or a snorkel.

You never knew about people, like you never knew how deep a pond was because all you saw was the top.

I wonder if there are any catfish in this pond? It seems like a perfect place for them.

Empty the pond to get the fish.

Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond; But is there anything Beyond?

I want to be the pebble in the pond that creates the ripple for change.

In England, David and I are big fish in a small pond. But in L.A., we are tiny, tiny, tiny fish in a big pond.

Large, centralized organizations foster alienation like stagnant ponds breed algae.

[On Jane Austen:] To believe her limited in range because she was harmonious in method is as sensible as to imagine that when the Atlantic Ocean is as smooth as a mill-pond it shrinks to the size of a mill-pond.

The rose petal floats on water. The kingfisher flashes above the pond. Life and beauty swirl in the midst of death.

The fox often offers the duck its pond.

The result of a single action may spread like the circles that expand when a stone is thrown into a pond, until they touch places and people unguessed at by the person who threw the stone....

Looking at the pond, all I could think was that it is an incredivle thing, how a whole world can rise from what seems like nothing at all.

Your actions is like a raindrop; it falls into the pond making ripples and then its over...

I am no more lonely than the loon on the pond that laughs so loud.

If you purify the pond, the lilies die

Death is a fisherman, the world we see His fish-pond is, and we the fishes be; His net some general sickness; howe'er he Is not so kind as other fishers be; For if they take one of the smaller fry, They throw him in again, he shall not die: But death is sure to kill all he can get, And all is fish with him that comes to net.

You cannot eat every tadpole and frog in the pond, but you can eat the biggest and ugliest one, and that will be enough, at least for the time being.

Music is an ocean, but the repertory is hardly even a lake; it is a pond.

While some men believe in the infinite, some ponds will be thought to be bottomless.

The largest pond is as sensitive to atmospheric changes as the globule of mercury in its tube.