Quotes About Celebration

all his faces were designed to express rage or loathing. Now that something had happened which really deserved a face, he had none to celebrate it with. As a kind of token, he made his Sex Life in Ancient Rome face.

He'd already opened the first of what he hoped would be at least a couple of bottles of red wine. There would be no synthehol on the menu this evening.

I binge when I'm happy. When everything is going really well, every day is like I'm at a birthday party.

I...wanna party every night and rock n roll all day

Party everday and rock roll every night!!!!!! ROCK ON

Christmas brings enormous electric bills. Candles are used for Hanukkah. Not only are we spared enormous electric bills, but we get to feel good about not contributing to the energy crisis.

I'm proof that, even after having a baby, you can look better and sexier than ever!

Let's put the fun back in funeral!

Annie's thing was to concentrate on the living. To honor every day & every person in some interesting way, because that's what you had, just that one moment. ... It 's important to honor a life, the way it was lived, the potential it had to grow & change. ... Saluting someone after they die can be done in a way that allows us to grieve & to celebrate.

She orders everyone to their feet & to their drink & to the junction where they can hold their love loves in a place of honor & delight. ... Celebrate the life that was before the death & what it gave you, & what you have even now.

Whatever any of them thinks about who she was, or what happened, or why people do what they do, is just absolutely fine & dandy, as long as they have a good time, do it with a kind heart, & pay homage in a respectful way to the Goddesses that have gone before them.

Why can't we have a funeral the way we want to have a funeral? Why don't we have a funeral to celebrate the way we lived? Tradition be damned. The sadness of the loss needs to honored & embraced, but for now I want to focus on celebrating.

Not only are there many ways to grieve, but showing sorrow, reaching out, being honest about your loss is as important as anything. ... Go kiss someone, go swim naked, go quit the job you hate, go celebrate your own life before it's over. Go. Do something with gusto & gratitude & with a laugh at the back of your throat, a laugh that never ends.

I have tried very hard over the years to let you know how much I love you, & how I have treasured your place in my life. I choose no formal service because I know that death does not erase my memory in your life, & I suspect that you will not be gone from my lingering spirit either. ... Celebrate! I say! Life, death, living and this process of dying that parallels our lives every single moment.

Dearly beloved," Father Bruce began, "we are gathered here to witness the union of Nick and Harper as they pledge their love an devotion to each other for what we hope is the last time, because I don't know about you people, but I don't think any of us should have to go through this again.

I had often envisioned my funeral—me lying against the rose-colored satin, looking utterly stunning, U2' s and Ed Sheeran's sadder songs playing gently in the background while my friends wept and laughed over their precious memories of me.

My best friend just had a baby, and she's my age. So I'm a godmom now, which is crazy.

There's something about a Christmas sweater that will always make me laugh.

what shall we drink to?" "How about family?" Stacy said, showing up just in time to pour a fourth shot. "To those who are here, those who are gone, and those who are lost." and she clicked glasses with mom

And no one drank just one shot of tequila.

The story of Easter is the story of God's wonderful window of divine surprise.

I doubt if you can have a truly wild party without liquor.

There's an amphora of old wine in the house of nine years' vintage. There is in the garden, Phyllis, laurel for braiding crowns and much ivy . . . I invite you to celebrate this day in mid-April— a festive one for me, dearer than my own birthday. (IV,

ogni volta che come nazione, come gruppo, come continente, o come religione, ripieghiamo in noi stessi nella celebrazione della nostra specifica identità, non stiamo facendo altro che celebrare i nostri limiti e cantare la nostra stupidità. Ogni volta che si apriamo alla diversità e ascoltiamo ciò che è diverso da noi, stiamo contribuendo all'arricchimento e all'intelligenza della razza umana. ...