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I wish we could put up some of the Christmas spirit in jars and open a jar of it every month-Harlan Miller
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26 December 2009 @ 09:41 pm
I wish we could put up some of the Christmas spirit in jars and open a jar of it every month-Harlan Miller
25 December 2009 @ 04:26 pm
Today in the town of David
a Savior has been born to you:
he is Christ the Lord-Luke 2:11
23 December 2009 @ 11:53 pm
Maybe Christmas,” he thought, “doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas… perhaps… means a little bit more-Dr.Seuss
22 December 2009 @ 10:53 pm
Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many other lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?-Clarence, Its a Wonderful Life
19 December 2009 @ 10:41 pm
When the story of these times gets written, we want it to say that we did all we could, and it was more than anyone could have imagined-Bono
18 December 2009 @ 12:11 am
Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God’s kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile-Mother Teresa
16 December 2009 @ 10:43 pm
You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream-C.S.Lewis
13 December 2009 @ 12:09 am
Today you are you, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is you’er than You-Dr.Seuss
09 December 2009 @ 12:54 am
Okay this is a longer one then usual but so good. Read it!
Wake up. Get out of bed and stop hiding under the duvet, no matter how warm it is. You will get nothing accomplished. Put some clothes on. Wear the red tights with the mustard yellow shoes. Arrange the 3 day old curls in your hair. Do something nice for yourself today. Get pretty for absolutely no reason other than to prove to yourself that you’re not worthless and sloven. Go to your favorite record store and listen to the old man’s playlist that usually consists of Howlin’ Wolf and strange 60s Middle Eastern music. Buy yourself your favorite garlic and tomato burrito, and make sure you get extra guacamole. Drive past Emily Dickinson’s house and imagine the lack of life she had. Spend the extra money on your favorite art magazine and plan a trip to Sweden in your head. Sing your favorite songs in your car. Make a pit stop to the reservoir. Collect the last leaves from autumn. Watch the sun sink into the horizon.Don’t stare at your phone and wait for it to vibrate. Don’t mope. Don’t think about the only men in your life that have belittled you this week. Don’t sit. Don’t wait. Don’t look at the time that you’ve always set to three hours behind. Don’t delay your life even though someone has attempted to delay yours-Unknown
08 December 2009 @ 12:09 am
A good library will never be too neat or too dusty, because somebody will always be in it, taking books off the shelves and staying up late reading them-Lemony Snicket
03 December 2009 @ 06:23 pm
But it’s no use going back to yesterday because I was a different person then-Alice In Wonderland
01 December 2009 @ 06:33 pm
We could never learn to be brave and patient if there were only joy in the world-Hellen Keller
30 November 2009 @ 11:50 pm
Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams-Ashley Smith
29 November 2009 @ 12:39 am
A hug is like an emotional Heimlich. Someone puts their arms around you, and they give you a squeeze, and all your fear and anxiety come shooting out of your mouth in a big wet wad and you can breathe again-Pushing Daisies
25 November 2009 @ 06:23 pm
As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them-John Fitzgerald Kennedy
24 November 2009 @ 01:17 am
21 November 2009 @ 12:37 am
I have learned to live each day as it comes, and not to borrow trouble by dreading tomorrow. It is the dark menace of the future that makes cowards of us. ~Dorothy Day
19 November 2009 @ 11:21 pm
Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I’ll try again tomorrow-Mary Anne Radmacher
18 November 2009 @ 01:24 am