Quotes About Celebration

I admit it: I had fun watching right-wingers go wild as health reform finally became law.

party. I'm long gone from that scene.

Drinking during such an occasion was not simply comforting. More essentially, it proved liberating, as it freed the individual from mundane duties and returned him or her to a primeval state of spiritual solace.

Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well presented body; but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "Woo hoo, what a ride!

We had no electricity, no gas. Food was probably our greatest entertainment - the most fun thing that we could do was food.

present the colors and we then all addressed the

being gay is a fantastic idea.

Have a good time" Yesterday it was my birthday. I hung one more year on the line. I should be depressed. My life's a mess. But I'm having a good time. I've been loving and loving and loving. I'm exhausted from loving so well I should go to bed. But a voice in my head says, "Ah, what the hell

Farrukh, tonight you have won a dishwasher

The farther we've gotten from the magic and mystery of our past, the more we've come to need Halloween. October Dreams: A celebration of Halloween

Celebrating the times of your life, and the life in your times. from IT AIN'T ALL ABOUT THE COOKIN

Minnie's casseroles were bottomless. The guests grew stunned with food and wine. They could have been picked off with peashooters one by one.

The farther we've gotten from the magic and mystery of our past, the more we've come to need Halloween. It's a festival of fantasy, a celebration of otherness, the one time each year when the mundane is overturned in favor of the bizarre, and everyone can become anyone or anything they wish. At its core, Halloween is a chance to confront our most primal fear—death—and attempt to control it or, at the very least, mock it.

I ran into Berkeley Cole again. It had been two years since my coming-out party, that night he and Denys Finch Hatton had recited poetry for me in blindingly white coats,

don't know what it is about Africa, but champagne is absolutely compulsory here." Without

Without saying anything I reached for the champagne flute he held and downed it in one go. It was a dramatic gesture, but there were bits of verse still swirling in my head like the milky trails of stars.

There was to be a ngoma that night, as there always was for full moons—a tribal dance of the young Kikuyu men and women, up the high embankment at the far edge of the forest.

Beautiful women would sing his name,

Under buttery gravy, there was the ubiquitous tommie steak with buttons of potatoes and pearled onions. My father was paying through the nose for the champagne, so I drank as much as I could, every time it came round.

I'm throwing myself a birthday party next week," he said. "One of the many ways I'm whistling past the graveyard these days. I'll bet you're a grand whistler, aren't you? Please come." —

Now come get some champagne before Denys swills it all." Denys. Though I'd only met him briefly on the street in Nairobi, for some reason my heart jumped at the sound of his name.

Everyone gathered around as Franklin opened his other cards. "Mine's a turtle cut-out," said Snail. "Mine's a turtle poem," said Goose. "And I made up a turtle riddle," said Fox. "These are great!" exclaimed Franklin. "I just wish I had my valentines for all of you!" "I just wish we could start eating all these goodies," replied Bear. Everybody laughed.

As soon as Franklin got to school, he opened his package and gave everyone a card. "What are you doing, Franklin?" asked Beaver. "Valentine's Day was yesterday." "Oh, these cards aren't for Valentine's Day," replied Franklin. "They're for Friendship Day. And Friendship Day can be any day you want it to be.

I was fired by 'America's Next Top Model' on my birthday.