Quotes About Celebration

Tomorrow is now. You have to give yourself permission to write, and sing your song, dance while you can, and celebrate life. To do so, nourishes the soul, thereby enriching us all. To do less is a travesty on whatever gifts we have been given and violates the essence of whom we are, silencing forever the tiny voice inside that says "I am.

Writing a novel is hard work but it feels great to have the printed copy in my hand. Tonight I celebrate with the Laneway Press team who have helped me so very much. Prepare for the popping of corks!

I've decided that the stuff falling through the cracks is confetti and I'm having a party!

Cold beer & pizza are spiritual.

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

The worst part of success is trying to find someone who is happy for you.

August first, 1834, the British freed its slaves in the West Indies. It was the beginning of slavery's end in Great Britain, and abolitionists everywhere celebrated

And in this mountain shall the Lord of hosts make unto all people a feast of fat things, a feast of wines on the lees, of fat things full of marrow, of wines on the lees well refined.

This is the day the Lord has made; We will rejoice and be glad in it.

He that is of a merry heart hasth a continual feast.

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

Labor Day is a glorious holiday because your child will be going back to school the next day. It would have been called Independence Day, but that name was already taken.

It's fine to celebrate success but it is more important to heed the lessons of failure.

I was over in Australia during Easter, which was really interesting. You know, they celebrate Easter the exact same way we do, commemorating the death and resurrection of Jesus by telling our children that a giant bunny rabbit … left chocolate eggs in the night. Now … I wonder why we're fucked up as a race. I've read the Bible. I can't find the word "bunny" or "chocolate" anywhere in the fucking book.

When the high point of Christian celebration is the fact that we have done something that is humanly possible, something that we can do without God, no matter how noble it is, then we are at a real low point in Christian manifestation and demonstration. Our assignment is to invade the impossible – those things that cannot be accomplished without God.

Let's make a law that gay people can have birthdays, but straight people get more cake--you know, to send the right message to kids.

It can't be overstated how wonderful it is not to have to audition any more. Any actor will tell you, it's like Christmas.

All of us, everyone reading these words, have made it this far in life. None of us would be here if we weren't genetically good enough. That's a rather encouraging thought. We celebrate certain people's appearance or their wit, but we are all so much more alike than we are different. The proof is in the living: We all made it. No matter how ugly you think someone else is, he or she got here just like (as) you did. There's a lid for every pot, as the saying goes.

Thomas Jefferson Day, the anniversary of the third president's birth.

pictured here at a 1962 inaugural party, brought

It seems like the entire town is drunk. lee's Confederate army has surrendered. In the Union capital whiskey is chugged straight out of the bottle, church bells toll, pistols are fired into the air, fireworks explode, newsboys hawk final editions chock-full of details from Appomattox, brass bands play, church hymns are sung, thirty-five U.S. flags are hoisted, and army howitzers launch an astonishing five-hundred-gun salute, which shatters windows for miles around the city.

I think it's time to have a celebration of life and renew our vows. And this time we're going to write the vows because they're going to mean a lot more. We certainly put the 'in sickness and in health' vow to the test the last year and half.

Youth is when you are allowed to stay up late on New Year's Eve. Middle age is when you are forced to.

To give one can of beer to a thousand people is not nearly as much fun as to give 1,000 cans of beer to one guy. You give a thousand people a can of beer and each of them will drink it, smack his lips and go back to watching the game. You give 1,000 cans to one guy, and there is always the outside possibility that 50,000 people will talk about it.