Quotes About Tradition

I've always thought that old clothes are a lot like old houses; they bring the past and present together.

En trouwens, alleen al hoe ze elkaar begroetten! Ze pakten elkaars handen vast. Is dat normaal? Het moet onhygiënisch zijn en bovendien zo intiem dat het beschamend is. Ekaars lichamen zo aan te raken, opzettelijk! Ze beweerden dat het een heel oude begroeting was, die ze nieuw leven hadden ingeblazen, maar je hoefde het niet te doen als je niet wilde, je werd nergens toe gedwongen.

The exclusion of blacks from high-skill, high-wage employment is rooted in Jim Crow and resistance to integration and is sustained through tradition, word-of-mouth network hiring, and employer attitudes. Also, although disinvestment and job loss have affected neighborhoods throughout the city, Baltimore's black neighborhoods have suffered more

Her age was one of the reasons she always got away with it. In Africa elderly people still command respect.

Men make their own history, but they do not make it just as they please; they do not make it under circumstances chosen by themselves, but under circumstances directly encountered, given and transmitted from the past. The tradition of all the dead generations weighs like a nightmare on the brain of the living.

The problem I have with all this religion stuff is that I can't relate to it. I think most people got into 'cos it gave them something to do on a Sunday, but since all the shops are now open it isn't required as much.

What we call nowadays totalitarianism belongs to a tradition which is just as old or just as young as our civilization itself

We must not act like children reared with the narrow outlook "As it has been handed down to us".

Well, marriage is a very important part of our culture and our society. If we want to have a hopeful and decent society, we ought to aim for the ideal.

I believe in traditional marriage.

My mother would give my brothers and me a pile of catalogues and let us pick what we wanted for Christmas.

I was sent to a nice Church of England girls' school and at that time, after university, a woman was expected to become a teacher, a nurse or a missionary - prior to marriage.

The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth.

The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings.

when I left her to-day, she put her arms around me and felt my shoulder blades, to see if my wings were strong, she said. 'The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth.' 

We are bound to our ancestors and to those who made us, whether we want to be or not. What matters is what we make of what we are.

The bare branches were silvered with frost. The berries of the holly tree looked white with rime. Old Marie said that all holly berries had once been white, but that the crown of thorns had been made of holly, and the berries had turned red when touched with Jesus's blood. She had a story to explain everything, Old Marie.

Isn't it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for - I don't know what exactly, but it's something that you don't mind so much not having at other times.

And this fine young prince had fallen in love with a Nobody from Nowhere -- as princes sometimes do, though not as often as romantic tradition would have you believe.

People don't seem to make Smoking Bishop nowadays: it's a fragrant concoction of red wine, port wine and spices, and my beloved Matt was very fond of a glass directly after a chilly Matins; you must first stick a lemon with cloves and sugar-lumps, roast it beside a medium fire until caramelized, then place in your pan of wine to simmer gently for twenty minutes.)

but some conventions cannot

The secret of my mincemeat was handed down to me by my dear mother. In a word, suet.

But just because stories are unwritten for a time, it doesn't mean they'll be unwritten forever. And just because stories don't get written down, it doesn't mean they're ever lost. We carry them in our minds, our hearts, our very bones. We honour them by passing them on, letting them live on in others, too. — foreword by Alicia Elliott

My fondest memories are generally the day after Thanksgiving. I get the total decorating Christmas itch.