#days

Everybody these days wants to be a star, including myself. Don't get me wrong, I'm a chef but you want to market yourself and your projects. ↗

— Geoffrey Zakarian

#days #everybody #get #i #including

What is the spirit of Christmas, you ask?  Let me give you the answer in a true story... On a cold day in December, feeling especially warm in my heart for no other reason than it was the holiday season, I walked through the store sporting a big grin on my face.  Though most people were far too busy going about their business to notice me, one elderly gentleman in a wheelchair brought his eyes up to meet mine as we neared each other traveling opposite directions.  He slowed in passing just long enough to speak to me. "Now that's a Christmas smile if I ever saw one," he said. My lips stretched to their limit in response, and I thanked him for the compliment.  Then we went our separate ways. But, as I thought about the man and how sweetly he'd touched me, I realized something simply wonderful!  In that brief, passing interaction we'd exchanged heartfelt gifts! And that, my friend, is the spirit of Christ~mas.  ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#gifts #giving #holidays #richelle #richelle-goodrich

Compassion is a lifetime business. You can't say something like, "I will have compassion on Monday, Thursdays and Fridays only. But for the rest, I will be cruel". That is hypocrisy. ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#compassion #cruel #cruelity #days-of-the-week #food-for-thought

And many a day's hours were like that. As if someone fashioned my likeness somewhere in order to torment it slowly with needles. I felt each sharp prick of his playing, and it was: as if a rain fell on me in which all things change. ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#change

To have been always what I am - and so changed from what I was. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#happy-days #change

To be always what I am - and so changed from what I was. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#happy-days #change

We are a day away from making history, and a history towards the breaking of tommorrow. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#breaking #change #days #future #history

Paul and I don't see that much of each other these days, but I certainly still regard him as a friend. ↗

— Peter Asher

#days #each #friend #him #i

It was Sunday, and Mumma had gone next door with Lena and the little ones. Under the pepper tree in the yard Pa was sorting, counting, the empty bottles he would sell back: the bottles going clink clink as Pa stuck them in the sack. The fowls were fluffing in the dust and sun: that crook-neck white pullet Mumma said she would hit on the head if only she had the courage to; but she hadn't. ↗

— Patrick White

#children #fathers #fowls #mothers #recycling

Did I mention you're going to have to drive on our date?" I asked. "Cheap bastard. ↗

— Patrick Carman

#thirteen-days-to-midnight #dating