another Saturday night…

Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life.  It turns what we have into enough, and more.  It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity.  It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend.  Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.
Melody Beattie

Think highly of yourself because the world
takes you at your own estimate.

The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.  –E. E. Cummings

What do we live for if not to make life less difficult for each other?
George Eliot

party invitation

We are each others’ angels, we meet when it is time.  –Chuck Brodsky

Whatever else you do or forbear,
impose upon yourself the task of happiness;
and now and then abandon yourself to the joy of laughter.
Max Ehrmann

Let us then be up and doing, with a heart for any fate.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A well-spent day brings happy sleep.  Leonardo do Vinci

The only true happiness comes form squandering ourselves for a purpose.  –John Mason Brown

I might repeat to myself,
slowly and soothingly,
a list of quotations beautiful
from minds profound–
if I can remember any of the damn things.
Dorothy Parker

Einstein?

Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.  –Albert Einstein

Resentment is like taking poison and waiting for the other person to die.  –Malachy McCourt

Life does not have to be perfect to be wonderful.  –Annette Funicello

The ox is slow;
but the earth is patient.

When I arrived in Paris, it was dark and rainy, and at the height of the tourist season.  I didn’t have a hotel reservation and I didn’t speak French.  To make matters worse, Paris’s subway system, the Metro, was on strike, and getting a taxi was nearly impossible.  The  train station was swarming with people who shared my predicament, and many were settling down on their luggage for the night.  Nearby, a little boy seemed on the verge of tears.  As I walked past, his mother said to him in a distinctly British accent, “But dear, this is what is called an adventure.”
I’m not sure what effect these words had on the boy’s visit to Paris, but it did wonders for mine.  –David Arnold