As much as I love crisp, clean whites, there's always a time for rich but balanced Chardonnays with oak, especially at Thanksgiving.If you think Independence Day is America's defining holiday, think again. Thanksgiving deserves that title, hands-down.The craft Emmys are kind of the kids' table at Thanksgiving. You're not really invited to the big dance. It's still really, really exciting, and the statue still counts.Not to sound too much like Christopher Guest in 'Waiting for Guffman,' but on Thanksgiving you're putting on a show!I never drank except a couple sips of wine at Thanksgiving.I celebrated Thanksgiving in an old-fashioned way. I invited everyone in my neighborhood to my house, we had an enormous feast, and then I killed them and took their land.My favorite meal is turkey and mashed potatoes. I love Thanksgiving, it's just my favorite. I can have Thanksgiving all year round.My whole problem is that all of my favorite things at Thanksgiving are the starches, and everyone is trying to go low-carb this year, even a green vegetable has carbs in it.My cooking is so bad my kids thought Thanksgiving was to commemorate Pearl Harbor.I've spent a lot of Thanksgivings on the road with my band, so anytime that I can spend Thanksgiving with my family in a traditional aspect, eating sweet potatoes and cranberries and stuffing and all the trappings of Thanksgiving and then get on a treadmill the next day extra long, I'm happy.I mean that the reason God seems to act in ways that make no sense to us is that our perceptions are wrong. Our expectations are subtly twisted. We long for things that harm us and run from the things that grow and heal us. We think good is bad and bad is good. God acts rightly, but to us, it seems confusing. Or sometimes plain wrong.There were periods of my life when a lot of people didn't believe in me. I still had faith in myself. I really had to ask myself life questions. Where do I see myself in five years? Create a ladder for yourself, and walk up the steps. Climb that ladder.Stand straight, walk proud, have a little faith.Trusting God's grace means trusting God's love for us rather than our love for God. […] Therefore our prayers should consist mainly of rousing our awareness of God's love for us rather than trying to rouse God's awareness of our love for him, like the priests of Baal on Mount Carmel (1 Kings 18:26-29).Faith is a knowledge within the heart, beyond the reach of proof.The Christian faith can never be separated from the soil of sacred events, from the choice made by God, who wanted to speak to us, to become man, to die and rise again, in a particular place and at a particular time.Every Christian should be both conservative and radical; conservative in preserving the faith and radical in applying it.Man is an idea, and a precious small idea once he turns his back on love.Prophesies are dark and don’t need a flashlight to illuminate. I’m a bring my own lighthouse kind of lover.There is no remedy for love but to love more.I love pointy nails! A cute way to add a pop of color to your nails is to make a V-shape at the ends of them in a pastel color.As far as love is concerned, possession, power, fusion and disenchantment are the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.Vladimir did great things—so could she. Besides, they come first, right?""Not always."I stared. I'd had they come first drilled into me since I was a child. It was what all guardians believed. Only the dhampirs who'd run away from their duty didn't subscribe to that. What he said was almost like treason."Sometimes, Rose, you have to know when to put yourself first.It's a strange thing to discover and to believe that you are loved when you know that there is nothing in you for anybody but a parent or a God to love.How absurd and delicious it is to be in love with somebody younger than yourself. Everybody should try it.I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.I love sleepwalking, because when else would I get to combine exercise and rest?I could still smell her on my fur. It clung to me, a memory of another world.I was drunk with it, with the scent of her. I'd got too close.The smell of summer on her skin, the half-recalled cadence of her voice, the sensation of her fingers on my fur. Every bit of me sang with the memory of her closeness.Too close.I couldn't stay away.If you like her, if she makes you happy, and if you feel like you know her---then don't let her go.Darkness may hide the treesand the flowers from the eyesbut it cannot hidelove from the soul.Hatred does not cease by hatred, but only by love; this is the eternal rule.I told you. You don't love someone because of their looks or their clothes or their car. You love them because they sing a song only your heart can understand.If you don't receive love from the ones who are meant to love you, you will never stop looking for it."When I was kidnapped, my parents snapped into action. They rented out for a vision of Priority... your way of Thinking reflect in your way of talking...love appear in your way of talking....


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