Christmas In Vermont Quotes & Sayings

The current lack of a national standard for operators of medical imaging and radiation therapy equipment poses a hazard to American patients and jeopardizes quality health care. — Charles W. Pickering

The Stockholm street style is distinctive, with ensembles that exemplify the city's understated elegance. — Aslaug Magnusdottir

The dream state just before wakening when it seems perfectly logical for the goldfish not to like peeling its own potatoes on the bus. — Kate Griffin

The Catholic writer, in so far as he has the mind of the Church, will feel life from the standpoint of the central Christian mystery: that it has for all its horror, been found by God to be worth dying for. — Flannery O'Connor

I was in Hollywood. It's the mythology heart. It's where all the European films came in the '30s and '40s. The marriage between Europe and Hollywood has always been the best when it works. — Nicolas Winding Refn

I'm partial to the truth, Lo. Good, bad or indifferent. (Vane) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

Love has no meaning if it isn't shared. We have been created for greater things - to love and to be loved ... To love a person without any conditions, without any expectations. Small things, done in great love, bring joy and peace. To love, it is necessary to give. To give, it is necessary to be free from selfishness. — Mother Teresa

I like to know where the camera is. — Jeff Bridges

I wonder if he thinks he married a girl with two personalities: vixen and wallflower. — Christina Lauren

Kids today are smarter than we ever were. And they've got computers, too, which is awesome. They're scary to me. — David Arquette

Blood and bone spread across the hallway floor in a glorious, arching victory rainbow. — James J. Caterino

Being a writer of fiction isn't like being a compulsive liar, honestly. — Neil Gaiman

The Christmas trees are brought from Vermont by monosyllabic men in warm clothes; they seem alien, closer to the earth, silently contemptuous, like gypsies. They bring in their trees and stand them up on the pavements, so that swaths of Broadway are suddenly transformed into dark, pine-scented avenues. — Deborah Meyler