To have the kind of year you want to have something has to happen that you can't explain why it happened. Something has to happen that you can't coach.
I intend to keep writing Christmas songs. There's still a lot more about Christmas that can be captured and feel like old-time Christmas. A lot of the traditions haven't been explained in song.
A little less complaint and whining and a little more dogged work and manly striving would do us more credit than a thousand civil rights bills.
To make democracy work we must be a notion of participants not simply observers. One who does not vote has no right to complain.
Take off your bedroom slippers. Put on your marching shoes ' he said his voice rising as applause and cheers mounted. 'Shake it off. Stop complainin'. Stop grumblin'. Stop cryin'. We are going to press on. We have work to do.
Read the Bible. Work hard and honestly. And don't complain.
'Stress' was the catch-all every pamper-pedlar I spoke to used to explain why healthy women feel the need to be regularly patted petted and preened into a state of babyish beatification.
A lesser complaint: hair extensions. There are moments on 'All My Children' when half the women actors young and old seem to be afflicted by android Barbie creep. All those thick swatches of lifeless strands clustering lankly round ladies' necks! Like orange tanning spray this is a fashion fad that should be put out of its misery.
I noticed in the past a lot of guys who like strong women they really freak out if you're not strong 24/7. Or they complain about you being strong then the moment you're not strong they're like 'Oh no no no.'
Women complain about PMS but I think of it as the only time of the month when I can be myself.
When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains and the women come out to cut up what remains jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains and go to your gawd like a soldier.
People always complain 'you never invited me to your wedding' but I prefer casual weddings.
It is precisely our job as Catholics to speak the truth as plainly and precisely as we can.
I'm interested in trying to explore what I think is the truth at a given time in my life and part of the process of being honest is - in my mind - talking about the idea that you're watching a movie. You're sitting here watching a movie. And I like that. It appeals to me intellectually and also in a way I can't even explain.
I perceived how that it was impossible to establish the lay people in any truth except the Scripture were plainly laid before their eyes in their mother tongue.
One of the sublimest things in the world is plain truth.
I cringe at backstory. Because it never quite explains or gets into some psychological thing that is never quite right and never quite the truth and who knows why someone is some way.
Before we decide to trust you with this power we ask you to stand before the public and explain your views. Justice may be blind but it should not be deaf.
When you explain to people what you're trying to do as opposed to just making demands or delegating tasks you can build instant trust even if it's just for that short time you're on the phone.
If Romney explains why where we are with Obama is unacceptable why whither we are tending is even worse - and why his own alternative path forward is superior - then we trust the American people to make the right choice in November.
It's plain hokum. If you can't convince 'em confuse 'em. It's an old political trick. But this time it won't work.
It takes less time to do a thing right than it does to explain why you did it wrong.
Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its shortness.
Realize that if you have time to whine and complain about something then you have the time to do something about it.