Holiday Quotes
When setting out on a photographic holiday, always provide yourself with two cameras, one to leave in the train going and the other to leave in the cab coming back.
I shot my first lion at the age of 14 when a pride threatened my father's livestock while he was away on holiday.
In real life, holidays are extremely stressful. They're the best of times and worst of times because you have got people trying to get along with people that you don't always get along with.
Well, Bud," he said, looking at me, "I'll be damned if you don't go to a lot of trouble to have your fun. Kidnapping, then fighting. What do you do on your holidays? Burn houses?
It's not about presents but it is about your presence. Therein lies the spirit of the holiday season.
Where there is no hope, there is Christmas. And where there is no Christmas, there is no hope.
Have a magnificent holiday! Celebrate as if holidays are a reflection of your dreams, desires, traditions, and values all wrapped in happiness and joy.
In your hands winteris a book with cloud pagesthat snow pearls of love.
You need to be outdoors. Away from here. You need a holiday.
Maybe I don’t have enough beginnings in my life because I fought against the endings that were about to birth those beginnings.
Although I rail against it, death is the dark demarcation beyond which I am at the mercy of my own end. To the contrary, an empty tomb says that my end is at the mercy of God’s beginning.
Easter is the invulnerable tale of utter selflessness where at an inestimable cost God did for us what He did not need done for Himself. And that kind of ‘doing’ happens every day.
If God has the answer to every question, maybe my appreciation for God should be shaped more by the number of questions and less by the wisdom of the answers.
Oh, is that all you’re looking forward to - a break from your studies?” He peered down at her with a knowing smirk.
I’m the Deputy Director for Operations.”
Entrepreneurs don't have weekends or birthdays or holidays. Every day is my weekend, my birthday, my holiday. OR, every day is my work day. Mostly it's a choice.
Fresh, solid ideas feel like gifts to writers, therefore every morning is Christmas.
It’d been a long time since they’d been together, but as close as they were physically, they’d never been so far apart in every other way.
We are soon approaching a refined holiday, "Merry Mas, " where Christ will be taken out of its context.
Be a candle of light in someone’s life this holy season.
The strange thing is, this truly horrifying experience planted a seed deep within my heart that germinated and grew into a desire that, I have to admit, I've never completely overcome.
We paw at nostalgia even before we hit twenty, wanting a holiday that never happened, a wholesomeness that could not survive in the wild.
MURRY: Resolutions are a complete waste of time. They're just this meaningless ritual, empty promises we make and break within hours of each other.
He locked gazes with her. “I have to wonder why you aren’t being straight with me. I hate getting myself killed without knowing why.
He’d been trying to save this woman in his dreams for years. Now here she was, all grown up, and he still felt helpless.
I want to die.” May shook her head. “Let me get a knife.” “I’ve made a horrible mess of things.” “Haven’t we all? If you don’t want your supper burned, die quietly while I get back to the kitchen.
DJ saw the change in his expression the moment before he dropped the ax, reached out with his gloved hand and, cupping her neck, drew her to him. “I believe you owe me a kiss.
Do you know how fast you are walking? ... To get a close estimate, count the number of steps you take in a minute and divide by 30... :)
I like order and knowing everything has its place.”
He stood in the open door, hands planted on the roof of the Suburban. "I've never had a woman tell me I gave her nightmares before, but plenty have told me I played a prominent role in their dreams.
Vivi held up the front page of the New York Times, pointing out the headline: 'The Grinch Who Killed Christmas.'"Way to go, Grinch,
She heard a low laugh and glanced over her shoulder, meeting Gage's amused glaze. 'You're trouble', he mouthed.'No, ' Madison thought when she went all warm and gooey inside, 'I'm in trouble.
What if pretending is interfering with the person you’re meant to be?” he said.
He tasted like chocolate and hazelnut liqueur and she wanted to feast on him for the rest of the night. His kiss… his kiss took her to another place where fireworks blazed.