Quotes about cheery (11 Quotes)


    Often far away there I thought of these two, guarding the door of Darkness, knitting black wool as for a warm pall, one introducing, introducing continuously to the unknown, the other scrutinizing the cheery and foolish faces with unconcerned old eyes. Ave! Old knitter of black wool. Morituri te salutant. Not many of those she looked at ever saw her again--not half, by a long way.


    When I start the book, I'm The Writer. The writer bitches for a week about how he never has any fun, he's tired of being funny all the time, and nobody cares about him anyhow. This is followed by a period of deep intense silence, much staring at walls, punctuated by cheery optimism on the order of 'That's it I'm Dead I can't think of an ending' or 'I'm just going to have to scrap the first ten pages they're lousy.' Often it is less coherent than that reduced to the more succinct, 'Garbage It's all GARBAGE'

    Let me be a little kinder, Let me be a little blinder To the faults about me Let me praise a little more, Let me be, when I am weary Just a little bit more cheery, Let me serve a little better Those that I am striving for. Let me be a little braver When temptation bids me waver, Let me strive a little harder To be all that I should be Let me be a little meeker to the brother that is weaker Let me think more of my neighbor and a little less of me.



    Faith is like a pare of glasses I bring here and there with me The thrilling thing about them is the wondrous things I see. When life grows dark and dismal I don my magic glasses the perspective soon grows fine. If I slip on this treasure I can toil with greater ease. Troubles and afflictions at length begin to please The world become all rosy and as cheery as can be I surely feel most grateful for the faith God gave to me. Perhaps, you once had glasses, but by faith no longer life, Friend, ask God for his pardon, he is kind and will forgive O cherish this dear treasure till you meet God up above then present faith as an offering with the gifts of hope and love.


    I'm starting to get older, and began to think about mortality a little more. My mother died in 2003 and that was a big shock. When your parents start to die off, that's going to be a revelation. So for me, this album - although it might sound quite cheery - is really talking about death.

    HOURI, n. A comely female inhabiting the Mohammedan Paradise to make things cheery for the good Mussulman, whose belief in her existence marks a noble discontent with his earthly spouse, whom he denies a soul. By that good lady the Houris are said to be held in deficient esteem.

    I cannot say, and I will not say That he is dead. He is just away. With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand, He has wandered into an unknown land. And left us dreaming how very fair It needs must be since he lingers there. And you you, who the wildest yearn For the old-time step and the glad return Think of him faring on, as dear In the love of there as the love of here Think of him still as the same, I say He is not deadhe is just away.

    Bang, Bang takes cheery aim at movie clichs while unraveling a murder mystery. I stuffed in the kitchen sink because I was pent-up, ... That way if you don't like one joke, here's this one.



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