Grief During Holidays Quotes & Sayings
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The truth is not a downer," Abraham said in his lightly accented voice. "The lies that you pretend to accept are the true downer. — Brandon Sanderson

Sleep on it until your thoughts are rational and your tongue is capable of speaking only kindness and truth. — Toni Sorenson

Let's face facts, this is visual medium, there's a very high premium put on people who are good-looking. But the minute you rely on that you get yourself in trouble. You certainly don't make a career out of that anymore as an actor. — Alec Baldwin

Selfishness is the root of great evil. — Richard G. Scott

You'll have a national Philosopher's strike on your hands! — Douglas Adams

Think about food on a full stomach and you find you don't care about taste. Think of lust after making love, and you find you don't care about sex. Therefore, if people always reflect on the regret they will feel afterward to forestall folly at the moment, they will be stable and will not err in action. — Zicheng Hong

I met a congressman who claimed that he could introduce me to two people who saw Amelia Earhart. — Jim Sullivan

Just friends, just friends. Standing there in the bookstore, watching Seth walk away, I half wondered how anyone could still use that line. But I knew why, of course. It was used because people still believed it. Or at least they wanted to. — Richelle Mead

He had an enormous ass, which was luminous when bare. — Kurt Vonnegut

I have been to Kashmir many times, especially with my family, in the '70s. — Zubin Mehta

The map is not the territory (coined by Alfred Korzybski), and the name is not the thing named. — Gregory Bateson

We continued talking as my purchases were rung up - about the first
Christmas, the sadness of ending up in a cemetery on a holiday, and the
pain of getting through that first year.
"They tell me it gets better," she said with a sigh.
"Can I give you a hug?" I asked shyly before I turned to go. She nodded eagerly, and one small sob escaped her as I squeezed her shoulders tightly.
I might look back on that first Christmas and remember it as the year
I did so many things so badly, the year I forgot to feed my family.
Or I might just remember it as the Christmas I learned what it meant to reach out to a hurting stranger. — Mary Potter Kenyon