Quotes About Celebration

Beethoven's Ode to Joy on the piano.

Bennett wondered why it took a lifetime for many—if not most—people to figure out that life was meant to be celebrated.

It's such a happiness when good people get together.

Every savage can dance.

It is such a happiness when good people get together -- and they always do.

One can never have too large a party.

I sincerely hope your Christmas...may abound in the gaieties which the season generally brings…

At Christmas every body invites their friends and thinks little of even the worst weather.

Much was said, and much was ate, and all went well.

The bells rang, and everybody smiled.

On one side was a table occupied by some chattering girls, cutting up silk and gold paper; and on the other were tressels and trays, bending under the weight of brawn and cold pies, where riotous boys were holding high revel; the whole completed by a roaring Christmas fire, which seemed determined to be heard, in spite of all the noise of the others.

And, then, sometime between December 26 and January 1, the festivity ends and I straggle back to my apartment feeling exhausted, broke, and somehow lonelier than before. This is when I start wondering if it might not be better for everyone if Christmas were an event staged every four years, like the Olympics. But

was born on your birthday!" "Yup," said Eloise. "March 13.

Twenty-five, he was. Twenty-five tomorrow. Some years the snow had melted for his birthday, but not this year, and so it had been a long winter full of cows.

Holiday Association.

Passover isn't about eating, Hannah, her mother began at last, sighing and pushing her fingers through her silver-streaked hair. You could have fooled me, Hannah muttered.

Everyone wants a Christmas tree. If you had a Christmas tree Santa would bring you stuff! Like hair curlers and slut shoes.

Turns out, that's how it is with weddings. You just keep getting in deeper and deeper until you want to throw up.

At the other end of the room, Grandma had the lid up on Larry Lipinski. She was standing one foot on a folding chair, one foot on the edge of the casket, and she was taking pictures with a disposable camera.

Calories don't count if they're connected to a celbration. Everyone knows this.

Sometimes I envy people who smoke. They always look so happy when they suck in that first lungful of tar. I can't think of many things that make me that happy. Maybe birthday cake.

Lula and Grandma did a complicated high five.

talking, drinking, and laughing again, like

The cake had a trick candle that wouldn't go out, so I didn't get my wish. Which was just that it would always be like this, that my life could be a party just for me.