Quotes About Gathering

Outside of being home with my family, I prefer a crowd.

Every other year, I spend Thanksgiving in England with Dave Clark from the Dave Clark Five and a bunch of other people.

To me, food is as much about the moment, the occasion, the location and the company as it is about the taste.

I was at St. Louis's very first tea party and stood across the mighty Mississippi on the Arch steps with a bunch of wide-eyed, virgin protesters who were just as shocked as I was to see the amount of people who had assembled.

My mother is such a lousy cook that Thanksgiving at her house is a time of sorrow.

God is a great gathering force, for by his very nature he is love; but the devil's work is to sunder, to set one against the other.

If minutes were kept of a family gathering, they would show that "Members not Present" and "Subjects Discussed" were one and the same.

Sometimes I imagine a get-together where I introduce my family to my blogger friends and my blogger friends introduce my family to me.

Whare sits our sulky, sullen dame,Gathering her brows like gathering storm,Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.

Where sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.

Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.

Partying is such sweet sorrow.

Light, Egwene thought. I wonder how long it's been since a meeting of this scale occurred.

They were all there, squatted in the little open glade—Faith and Una, Jerry and Carl, Jem and Walter, Nan and Di, and Mary Vance. They had been having a special celebration, for it would be Jem's last evening in Rainbow Valley. On the morrow he would leave for Charlottetown to attend Queen's Academy. Their charmed circle would be broken; and, in spite of the jollity of their little festival, there was a hint of sorrow in every gay young heart.

Better a dinner of herbs where your chums are than a stalled ox in a lonely boardinghouse.

I do not come from a family of singers. When we get together and warble Happy Birthday to one another over cake and candle, it doesn't sound as much like a song as it does a pack of jackals yapping over a fresh carcass. And in my case, it's nothing that you want to inflict on the innocent, or at least on people who haven't reported us to the city yet. Who is flat, off-key or tone deaf in the Notaro clan is all up in the air--it doesn't matter, and we can't tell, anyway.

Some people say they're gathering DNA. Perhaps they're gathering it for the future when the human race is stronger or weaker, who knows. That's science fiction and mere speculation.

The science hangs like a gathering fog in a valley, a fog which begins nowhere and goes nowhere, an incidental, unmeaning inconvenience to passers-by.

Freudengässlein, or Lane of Joy.

To barbecue is a way of life rather than a desirable method of cooking.

He knelt in the grass and gently pulled off the helmet. A familiar face smiled up at him. Charlie couldn't speak. His astonishment, his joy was too great. He could feel the others gathering behind him, murmuring, 'It can't be!' 'Is it, really?' 'Why didn't we know?

From old habits the night always instilled in her a sense of imminent adventure. Those who slept by day walked the endless tunnel of the night. The stoned drag-queen collapsed in an alley, the tormented somnambuist who kept walking until dawn, the revenant, the fugitive, the vagrant, the nocturnal gathering of those consigned to the sulphur-blaze of the pit. She had known them all; the desperate, the hunted, the wolf slaking its thirst at a limed water-hole.

Billy Almon has all of his inlaw and outlaws here this afternoon.

In the next room, perhaps twenty people were sitting around, drinking what looked like wine out of wine-glasses. They were the sort of people William and Louisa used to be in the habit of knowing, a crowd of elegant furniture, like the legs of a herd of gazelle taken together, and equally useless, when all things are considered.