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I almost never make stuff out of cookbooks because they're either too complicated or there's an ingredient in there that I can't find. ↗

— Trisha Yearwood

#because #complicated #cookbooks #either #find

I finished high school, moved to Nashville for college, and set out to break into the music business. Every night when I called home with news of my experiences, my mom and dad would encourage me to keep taking those small steps. ↗

— Trisha Yearwood

#business #called #college #dad #encourage

We sat together as a family for dinner at night. And my mother had a job. My dad had a job. But there was always a meal on the table at 6:00, you know. ↗

— Trisha Yearwood

#dad #dinner #family #had #job

When people compliment my cooking, it's like somebody telling me that they like my music. And it's great to be known for something else. ↗

— Trisha Yearwood

#cooking #else #great #known #like

You that would judge me, do not judge alone this book or that, come to this hallowed place where my friends' portraits hang and look thereon; Ireland's history in their lineaments trace; think where man's glory most begins and ends and say my glory was I had such friends. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#begins #book #come #do not judge #ends

Every conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered in the right spirit makes a soul nobler and stronger than it was before. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#conquering #endured #energy #every #fund

St Paul, in his second letter to Corinth, spells this out further in the important eighth and ninth chapters, where he urges some of the Christian communities to be generous to others so that they may also have the chance to be generous in return. ↗

— Rowan D. Williams

#chance #chapters #christian #communities #eighth

The Church exists to connect people at the level of their hunger for a new world. ↗

— Rowan D. Williams

#connect #exists #hunger #level #new

When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take down this book and slowly read, and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#deep #down #dream #eyes #fire

Come away, O human child: To the waters and the wild with a fairy, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#child #come #fairy #full #hand