Quotes About Tradition

Your role during the prayer of consecration is crucial, helping the mass appear reverent and planned. Match the presider as he crosses himself and when he bows. Learn the liturgical style of your clergy so you will follow each one seamlessly; their practices vary.

Faith, culture, structure and guidance are good things.

Tradition: sit with husband in a room lit only by tree lights and remember that our blessings outnumber the lights. Happy Christmas to all.

I heard she married some hunter, well, they all marry hunters, so did I, ha! You're just as foolish I expect, young girls are, some lad catches your eye and there's your whole life gone, snap, a lap full of babies and grandbabies and it's all over, you're an old woman knitting at the hearth and that's it, that's it!' I could not wait to get out of there. She shrank my whole life to the size of a poppy seed, and ate it.

Facebook may connect us across the world and throughout eternity, but it won't deliver a pot roast.

While the morality taught by home, church, and community (up to roughly the start of World War II) gave direct support to the school in its efforts to teach the young in traditional ways, this is no longer so in all cases. On the contrary, the morality now taught to many children before they come to school, and while there, is often largely at variance with the school's educational efforts.

Knowledge of and definite relationship to his genealogy is therefore necessary for a child to build up his complete body image and world picture. It is an inalienable and entitled right of every person. There is an urge, a call in everybody to follow and fulfill the tradition of his family, race, nation, and the religious community into which he was born.

Some Saturday mornings, as soon as the mountains had bottled up the last cheerful sound of Bob and the truck, I, feeling like a cross between a boll weevil and a slut, took a large cup of hot coffee, a hot-water bottle, a cigarette and a magazine and WENT BACK TO BED. Then, from six-thirty until nine or so, I luxuriated in breaking the old mountain tradition that a decent woman is in bed only between the hours of seven pm and four am unless she is in labor or dead.

After splashing icy water on their faces and rubbing them fiery red with one of the rough sweet-smelling towels, they came in and took their places at the big kitchen table. This morning the table wore a bright red-and-white checked cloth and a pot of red geraniums. Mrs. Campbell handed the girls their plates, each with a slice of ham and half of a crisp, tan waffle.

Shyly Nancy and Plum sat down at the table while Mrs. Campbell heaped pink-flowered plates with baked beans, sausage cakes and salad, passed a steaming plate of brown bread, cut them off generous pieces of the pat of new butter and handed them big mugs of ice-cold milk.

We were barred last year as well," Sylvie informed Eddy. "But it's okay. We do our celebrating on August first anyway, just like the rest of the country's Colored communities.

Art is the signature of civilizations.

How could we have allowed the instinct bred within us over the centuries to draw lines and never cross them, an infinity of lines, ever-smaller lines, ever-sharper distinctions? I grieved for Didi's generation of "girls of good family," who put caste, duty and family reputation before self-indulgence.

Rebellion sounded like a lot of fun, but in Calcutta there was nothing to rebel against. Where would it get you?

Where, in Heaven's name, could anyone even be alone in Calcutta? What hanky-panky business, in my mother's words, could go on? Everyone knew the rules and the rules stated caste and community narrowed the range of intimate contact.

For girls of our class, only a convent-school education would do. This meant that until we reached the age of marital consent, we could be certified (of course) as virgins, but also as never having occupied unchaperoned confined space of any kind with a boy of our own age who was not a close relative.

In India, it takes a classic apprentice five years to learn how to sit at the sitar before he's allowed to play a note. It's not just the reaction that says How dare you know? It's something deeper: How dare you presume to say you know?

She finally accepted how inappropriate it was in India—how fatal—to cling.

Beware lest any man spoil you through philosophy and vain deceit, after the tradition of men, after the rudiments of the world, and not after Christ.

MYTHOLOGY, n. The body of a primitive people's beliefs concerning its origin, early history, heroes, deities and so forth, as distinguished from the true accounts which it invents later.

DANCE, v.i. To leap about to the sound of tittering music, preferably with arms about your neighbor's wife or daughter.

MAYONNAISE, n. One of the sauces that serve the French in place of a state religion.

Ostentation is roughly the divide between old and new money.

And I find chopsticks frankly distressing. Am I alone in thinking it odd that a people ingenious enough to invent paper, gunpowder, kites and any number of other useful objects, and who have a noble history extending back 3,000 years haven't yet worked out that a pair of knitting needles is no way to capture food?