Quotes & Sayings About Missing Family During The Holidays

The gods do not need sacrifices, so what might one do to please them? Acquire wisdom, it seems to me, and do all the good in one's power to those humans who deserve it. — Apollonius Of Tyana

If for no other reason she hated the Yankees because they kept her from having real coffee with sugar and thick cream in it. — Margaret Mitchell

Envy is a passion so full of cowardice and shame that nobody ever had the confidence to own it. — John Wilmot

If you want to know whether you have written anything worth preserving, sing it to yourself without any accompaniment. — Joseph Haydn

Sadly, when Christian institutions have become powerful, those in charge have often given in to the temptation to abuse that power. The history of such abuses is a sobering reminder that it is useless to put our faith in a religious institution (even a Christian one). Our faith should be in Christ alone. — Kenneth D. Boa

I think of the words of the prophet ... : And now, after the many testimonies which have been given of Him, this is the testimony, last of all, that we give of Him: That He lives. — Loren C. Dunn

When I did that interview with Hepburn, the only ground rule was, you did not discuss Spencer Tracy. Spencer Tracy's widow is still alive, and she respected that. — Morley Safer

I was in the doldrums for a while after my athletics career ended in 1992. I spent six to eight hours a day training, for 18 years, and it took a long time to get over the regret that I wasn't competing in major championships any more. All I ever wanted to be was the best. But I find new projects and I keep things in perspective. — Daley Thompson

You look peaceful," he tells her. "Maybe that's what a man feels when he stands before a firing squad. There is nothing one can do to delay the inevitable, and so it's best just to stand tall." Morton — Jennie Fields

So few want to be rebels anymore. And out of those few, most, like myself, scare easily. — Ray Bradbury

She stayed out there, staring into the snow until the chevelle's engine noise faded into the distance. He was gone, and she was alone up there, alone and apart from the city so peaceful under it's snowy blanket. The buildings spreading from the edge of her roof were full of people, full of lives. Inside them lovers huddled together against the cold. Inside them families laughed or fought or whatever it was families did together. And here she stood, invisible, trapped, alone. And for the first she can remember alone didn't feel very good. And that was the scariest thing of all. — Stacia Kane