Quotes About Celebration

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Quatorze juillet : partout le bleu, le blanc, le rouge. Divine, par gentillesse pour elles, méprisées, s'habille de toutes les autres couleurs.

L'Albin, avec sa procession de joueurs d'harmonicas

And humanism—that transcendent vision that spans centuries and religions in its celebration of reason, responsibility, art, and examined lives—has been tossed out like old bathwater, leaving humanity naked and shivering on the dirty ground. He

It is a comely fashion to be glad; Joy is the grace we say to God.

The world is directed towards the perceiver, it celebrates the ultimate perceiver. He who is established in the Self is in no way interested in theologies and cosmologies.

Cake is merely a frosting delivery mechanism. Unfortunately,

I am very lucky because I am realizing my childhood dreams, and after presenting my shows it's like a party.

Gracias a Dios por el jamón suave, el pan fragante, el vino fresco! ¡Por la salud del viejo mundo y de aquellos que todavía son felices en él!

Our family always had its Christmas on Christmas Eve. Other less fortunate people, I had heard, opened their presents in the chill clammy light of dawn. Far more civilized, our Santa Claus recognized that barbaric practice for what it was.

Every child, every person needs to know that they are a source of joy; every child, every person, needs to be celebrated. Only when all of our weaknesses are accepted as part of our humanity can our negative, broken self-images be transformed.

At the heart of the celebration, there are the poor. If [they] are excluded, it is not longer a celebration. [...] A celebration must always be a festival of the poor.

A society which discards those who are weak and non-productive risks exaggerating the development of reason, organisation, aggression and the desire to dominate. It becomes a society without a heart, without kindness - a rational and sad society, lacking celebration, divided within itself and given to competition, rivalry and, finally, violence.

Community and cooperation . . . Communion is based on some common inner expression of love; it is the recognition of being one body, one people, called by God to be a source of love and peace. Its fulfilment is more in silence than in words, more in celebration than in work . . . When a community is just a place of work, it is in danger of dying.

The Claudias also need laughter and play, they need people who will celebrate life with them and manifest their joy of being with them. It was this joy and the gentle presence of Nadine and the others in Suyapa that gradually weakened Claudia's great walls of defence. Little by little, she began to trust that she was not bad, but capable of loving and being loved.

But every child, every person, needs to know that they are a source of joy; every child, every person, needs to be celebrated. Only when all of our weaknesses are accepted as part of our humanity can our negative, broken self images be transformed.

Se sarbatoreste ziua tatilor. Inainte de accident, nu simteam nevoia sa trecem in calendarul nostru si aceasta intalnire fortata, dar, acum, petrecem impreuna toata ziua asta simbolica poate tocmai pentru a demonstra ca o caricatura, o umbra, o frantura de tata ramane, totusi, un tata".

Today is Father's Day. Until my stroke, we had felt no need to fit this made-up holiday into our emotional calendar. But today we spend the whole of the symbolic day together, affirming that even a rough sketch, a shadow, a tiny fragment of a dad is still a dad.

Tooth, I guess.

Ain't no one leavin' this party 'til I do.

For rich people, holiday festivities were only beginning on December 25. They would continue enjoying feasts and gifts through Epiphany on January 6—these were the twelve days of Christmas. Poor people went back to work on December 26.

Christmas was not officially restored as a full holiday in Scotland until 1958.

For at least one day of the year, past quarrels are forgotten and strangers are greeted as friends.

Always keep December twenty-fifth special. It works wonders on human hearts, and I think more good is accomplished on that day than is done all the rest of the year.