You may forsake a person, a family, some location of the heart, but scars and memories cannot be discarded like used clothing.
I remember driving to North Carolina when I was a little girl in a snowstorm to get down to my mom's family in the Carolinas. There were chains on the car - it was the late sixties - and we were just singing in the car. Christmas carols.
Christmas carols always brought tears to my eyes. I also cry at weddings. I should have cried at a couple of my own.
I put the copy of 'A Christmas Carol' that my grandfather had first read to me 60 years ago on my desk, and I began to write. The result, for better or for worse, is the 'Christmas Spirits.' I plan to read it to my grandson.
I would have never wanted to write another management book. There are so many of them, and everybody says the same thing about them, and they are all the same - they give the exact same advice. It's like a diet book; they all say eat less calories, e...
Uh, I just had an operation last March which was rather serious and I'm recuperating now. I'm on a very bland diet. But, uh, I'm lucky, I was just lucky, that's all.
Having listened to great songwriters like James Taylor and Carole King, I felt there was nothing new that was coming out that really represented me and the way I felt. So I started writing my own stuff.
History speaks pretty clearly that the markets do better with Democrats. Republicans' ideas of what constitutes fiscal responsibility simply are not good for the stock market. Democrats have many tendencies, but one of them is to look after the worke...
I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
When I was a kid I joined the circus. I did that. It is true. But it's not like you think. There was a guy, he had his own circus. His name was Carol Jacobs and he owned it. It was a small thing.
She could only write with him at night and she was wasting her days just sitting around. So he thought I could write with her during the day. And that was Carole King.
Read at a time when everything feels intense, seminal, and like you're the first person to discover it, freshman year of college, Carol Gilligan's 'In a Different Voice' made my hair stand on end with awe.
Carol Connelly: To hell with sex! It was better than sex! We held each other! What I needed, he gave me great.
Carol Connelly: Have you ever let a romantic moment make you do something that you knew was stupid?
Carol Connelly: [Melvin enters the restaurant in his suit] You look so se-... um, you look great. You look great.
Tim: [to Mark's mom, Carol] I had a lovely evening. [to Andrew] Tim: By the way, it says BALLS on your face.
[Gonzo and Rizzo are flying over London] Gonzo: [Thrilled] Hello, London! Rizzo the Rat: [Scared] Goodbye, lunch!
Rizzo the Rat: I fell down the chimney and landed on a flaming hot goose! Gonzo: You have all the fun!
Fozziwig: At this time in the proceedings, it is a tradition for me to make a little speech. Jacob Marley: And it's a tradition for us to take a little nap!
Carol Lipton: Larry, I think she's dead! Larry Lipton: Try giving her the present.
Diane: Carol Anne - listen to me. Do NOT go into the light. Stop where you are. Turn away from it. Don't even look at it.
