Quotes About Tradition

Let's resume everything we gave up for Lent without any newfound spiritual insights.

For Lent, I'm giving up making jokes about what I'm giving up for Lent.

Let's celebrate the end of Lent by doing everything we pretended to give up for Lent.

Lent is my favorite time of year to not be Christian.

Forgetting the past is forgetting our roots and our basic structure.

I never really did Christmas before. Christmas Day? I mean, what's that?

Birthday spankings are hot when your 21.

Every family has a story that it tells itself, that it passes on to the children and grandchildren. The story grows over the years, mutates, some parts are sharpened, others dropped, and there is often debate about what really happened. But even with these different sides of the same story, there is still agreement that this is the family story.

When they talk about family values, it's in a repressive way, as if our American tradition were only the Puritan tradition or the 19th century oppressive tradition. The Christian tradition.

Real family values have gone down the drain in modern families.

Christmas time is that one time of year when you could be happy without giving yourself any reasons.

Santa Claus has the right idea. Visit people only once a year.

A woman seldom asks advice before she has bought her wedding clothes.

You're a regular prairie wife." "Yeah. It's amazing how a good blow job technique can really change a man's expectations of partnership. Hell, I'll even wear a sun bonnet and ring the dinner bell while I go down on him, if that's what it takes to be traditional.

the priest just as he was about to begin a service or to search houses as the dancing

When Noam was a kid and felt picky about choking down gefilte fish on Pesach, his dad sat him down and told him the story of la pobre viejecita. Once upon a time, there was an old lady with nothing to eat but meat, fruit and sweets... and he'd flop another lump of poached fish on Noam's plate and say, "God bless us with the poverty of that poor old woman.

The people of this land have always had a deep connection to the 'aina. They knew that the land was not something to be owned or exploited, but rather a living, breathing entity to be respected and cared for." (Kneubuhl 21)

Sons are for fathers the twice-told tale.

Our teachers were firm believers in the corporal punishment that Americans had given up, which was probably one reason they could no longer win wars. For us, violence began at home and continued in school, parents and teachers beating children and students like Persian rugs to shake the dust of complacency and stupidity out of them, and in that way make them more beautiful.

My task was to ensure that the people scuttling in the background of the film would be real Vietnamese things and dressed in real Vietnamese clothing, right before they died.

IN WRITING THIS BOOK, I returned again and again to what people call my homeland, where my parents were born, as was I. But for the Vietnamese, the homeland is not simply the country of origin. It is the village where one's father was born and where one's father was buried. My father's father died where he was supposed to, as my father will not and as I will not, in the province of his birth, his mausoleum thirty minutes from Ho Chi Minh's birthplace.

So why are we supposed to not forget our culture? Isn't my culture right here since I was born here?

Oh, no said her mother sadly. You know nothing of the pettiness of women. When brothers agree to split a joint family they sometimes divide lakhs of rupees worth of property in a few minutes. But the tussle of their wives over the pots and pans in the common kitchen--that nearly causes bloodshed.

Marriage is functional in which the woman must cook the food every day and the man has to eat it every day.