Quotes About Celebration

I worked with Lady Gaga for a day on a video shoot. It was crazy; we had a lot of fun. I had a great time.

Christmas day is the children's, but the holidays are youth's dancing-time.

We were never tragedies. We were emergencies. You go ahead, call 9-1-1. Tell them I'm havin' a fantastic time.

I could stand on my head and flick the bean right there at the dinner table and my mom would be all, "Honey, Christmas is family time, we should be together" and make me finish in front of everyone.

Mary Keitany from Kenya won the women's race at the New York City Marathon. You can tell she was fast because guys on the street didn't even have time to finish their catcalls.

When I get recognized, every time feels like the first time.

The only good thing about going to the fights is you can go into the green room and you can see some of your old friends that you haven't seen in a long time.

Age is a limit we impose upon ourselves. You know, each time you Westerners celebrate your birthday you build another fence around your minds.

Staring into the ring of candles—proud that the number of his years finally made a ring, all around the cake

Wedding song (reprise) But you and I, through burning plains, through darkness of the earth, affirm the world, its people, the heavens that gave them birth, the breath that passes between us, this new home where we stand, and all those things made larger by the vows between woman and man.

It's just a party, right? What could possibly go wrong?

Hen nights should be banned. You're honour-bound to behave atrociously, then feel terribly ashamed afterwards. (This Charming Man)

Some people can make their ears move—it's their party trick. Don't feel bad if you can't do it. Just find yourself another party trick.

They'd sing and eat cake and carry on around

Rejoice with those who rejoice. I have found that difficult too often. I was much better at weeping with those who weep.

With the iPiano, anyone can be an iMozart. Then, you could compose your own iRequiem for your own iFuneral attended by millions of your iFriends who iLoved you.

It comes every year and will go on forever. And along with Christmas belong the keepsakes and the customs. Those humble, everyday things a mother clings to, and ponders, like Mary in the secret spaces of her heart.

At Christmas, all roads lead home.

The Creator God has spread out for our delight a banquet… of rivers and lakes, of rain and sunshine, of rich earth and of amazing flowers, of handsome trees and of dancing fishes, of contemplative animals and of whistling winds, of dry and wet seasons, of cold and hot climates… and so are we, blessings ourselves, invited to the banquet. Matthew Fox

Vivá Colombia! We have just killed Pablo Escobar!

The invitations to the New Year's Eve party at the American embassy in Saigon would read, "Come see the light at the end of the tunnel.

For someone who is happy, celebration is yet another channel or instrument through which happiness may course. For someone who is not, celebration is a tedious parody of existence that seems pointless and false.

When a peasant has a baby girl, the family puts up a vegetable every year and gives the jars to her when she's married. This

Modern 'liberalism' is strikingly illiberal; the high priests of 'tolerance' are increasingly intolerant of even the mildest dissent; and those who profess to 'celebrate diversity' coerce ever more ruthlessly a narrow homogeneity.