Quotation Saturday: Special New Year 2021 Edition

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Every Saturday: Quotations to feed your soul.

Mamacita says:  For this first Quotation Saturday of 2021,  here are some quotes about the New Year:

1.  It depends on us.  Another year lies before us like an unwritten page, an unspent coin, an unwalked road.  What pages will be read, what treasures will be gained in exchange for time, or what we find along the way, will largely depend on us.  –Esther Baldwin York

2.  Every New Year is the direct descendant, isn’t it, of a long line of proven criminals?  –Ogden Nash

3.  I will seek elegance rather than luxury, refinement rather than fashion.  I will seek to be worthy more than respectable, wealthy and not rich.  I will study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly.  I will listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with an open heart.  I will bear all things cheerfully, do all things bravely, await occasions, and hurry never.  In a word, I will let the spiritual, unbidden, and unconscious grow up through the common.  –William Ellery Channing

4.  We spend January 1 walking through our lives, room by room, drawing up a list of work to be done, cracks to be patched.  Maybe this year, to balance the list, we ought to walk through the rooms of our lives, not looking for flaws, but for potential.  –Ellen Goodman

5.  New year, same goal.  –Joe King

6.  The new year begins in a snow-storm of white vows.  –George William Curtis

7.  Happiness is too many things these days for anyone to wish it on anyone lightly.  So let’s just wish each other a bileless New Year and leave it at that.  –Judith Crist

8.  No one ever regarded the First of January with indifference.  It is that from which all date their time, and count upon what is left.  It is the nativity of our common Adam.  –Charles Lamb

9.  New Year’s Eve, where auld acquaintance be forgot.  Unless, of course, those tests come back positive.  –Jay Leno

10.  Drop the last year into the silent limbo of the past.  Let it go, for it was imperfect, and thank God that it can go.  –Brooks Atkinson

11.  I made no resolutions for the New Year.  The habit of making plans, of criticizing, sanctioning, and molding my life, is too much of a daily event for me.  –Anais Nin

12.  New Year’s is a harmless annual institution, of no particular use to anybody save as a scapegoat for promiscuous drunks, and friendly calls and humbug resolutions.  –Mark Twain

13.  Every man regards his own life as the New Year’s Eve of time.  –Jean Paul Richter

14.  An optimist stays up until midnight to see the new year in.  A pessimist stays up to make sure the old year leaves.  –Bill Vaughn

15.  New Year’s Resolution:  To tolerate fools more gladly, provided this does not encourage them to take up more of my time.  –James Agate

16.  New Year’s eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, no breathless moment of silence among created things that the passage of another twelve months may be noted; and yet no man has quite the same thoughts this evening that come with the coming of darkness on other nights.  –Hamilton Wright Mabie

17.  People are so worried about what they eat between Christmas and New Year, but they really should be worried about what they eat between the New Year and Christmas.  –Unknown

18.  New Year’s Day – Now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions.  Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual.  –Mark Twain

19.  Year’s end is neither an end nor a beginning, but a going on, with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us.  –Hal Borland

20.  The Old Year has gone.  Let the dead past bury its own dead.  The New Year has taken possession of the clock of time.  All hail the duties and possibilities of the coming twelve months!  –Edward Payson Powell

21.  Cheers to a New Year and another chance for us to get it right.  –Oprah Winfrey

22.  We will open the book.  Its pages are blank.  We are going to put words on them ourselves.  The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year’s Day.  –Edith Lovejoy Pierce

23.  The object of a New Year is not that we should have a new year.  It is that we should have a new soul and a new nose; new feet, a new backbone, new ears, and new eyes.  Unless a particular man made New Year resolutions, he would make no resolutions.  Unless a man starts afresh about things, he will certainly do nothing effective.  –G.K. Chesterton

24.  Good resolutions are simply checks that men draw on a bank where they have no account.  –Oscar Wilde

25.  Be always at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let each new year find you a better man.  –Benjamin Franklin

26.  Many people look forward to the new year for a new start on old habits.  –Unknown

27.  Youth is when you’re allowed to stay up late on New Year’s Eve.  Middle age is when you’re forced to.  –Bill Vaughn

28.  The only way to spend New Year’s Eve is either quietly with friends or in a brothel.  Otherwise when the evening ends and people pair off, someone is bound to be left in tears.  –W.H. Auden

29.  It wouldn’t be New Year’s if I didn’t have regrets.  –William Thomas

30.  Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunder-storm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year.  Even when a new century begins it is only we mortals who ring bells and fire off pistols.  –Thomas Mann

31.  One resolution I have made, and try always to keep, is this:  To rise above the little things.  –John Burroughs

32. From New Year’s on the outlook brightens; good humor lost in a mood of failure returns. I resolve to stop complaining.  –Leonard Bernstein

33.  Let this coming year be better than all the others. Vow to do some of the things you’ve always wanted to do but couldn’t find the time. Call up a forgotten friend. Drop an old grudge, and replace it with some pleasant memories. Vow not to make a promise you don’t think you can keep. Walk tall, and smile more. You’ll look ten years younger. Don’t be afraid to say, ‘I love you’. Say it again. They are the sweetest words in the world.  –Ann Landers

34. Surely, it is much easier to respect a man who has always had respect, than to respect a man who we know was last year no better than ourselves, and will be no better next year.  –Samuel Johnson

35.  No, life has not disappointed me. On the contrary, I find it truer, more desirable and mysterious every year ever since the day when the great liberator came to me: the idea that life could be an experiment of the seeker for knowledge and not a duty, not a calamity, not trickery.  –Friedrich Nietzche

36.  It is difficult not to believe that the next year will be better than the old one! And this illusion is not wrong. Future is always good, no matter what happens. It will always give us what we need and what we want in secret. It will always bless us with right gifts. Thus in a deeper sense our belief in the New Year cannot deceive us.  –Kersti Bergroth

37.  I feel that you are justified in looking into the future with true assurance, because you have a mode of living in which we find the joy of life and the joy of work harmoniously combined. Added to this is the spirit of ambition which pervades your very being, and seems to make the day’s work like a happy child at play. –Albert Einstein

38.  Making resolutions is a cleansing ritual of self assessment and repentance that demands personal honesty and, ultimately, reinforces humility. Breaking them is part of the cycle.  –Eric Zorn

39.  In the New Year, may your right hand always be stretched out in friendship, never in want. –Old Irish toast

40.  For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s words await another voice. –T.S. Eliot

41.  A New Year’s resolution is something that goes in one year and out the other. –Unknown

42.  As you go through your week, month, and even New Year, recognize the people who have packed your parachute and enabled you to get where you are today.  –Unknown

43.  Everybody has difficult years, but a lot of times the difficult years end up being the greatest years of your whole entire life, if you survive them.  –Brittany Murphy

44.  For last year’s words belong to last year’s language, and next year’s words await another voice, and to make an end is to make a beginning.  –T.S. Eliot

45.  The New Year, like an Infant Heir to the whole world, was waited for, with welcomes, presents, and rejoicings.  –Charles Dickens

46.  Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year.  –Ralph Waldo Emerson

47.  But can one still make resolutions when one is over forty? I live according to twenty-year-old habits.– Andre Gide

48.  A weasel comes to say “Happy New Year” to the chickens.  –Chinese proverb

49.  Life is a challenge; meet it!  Life is a dream; realize it!  Life is a game; play it!  Life is Love; enjoy it!  –Sri Sathya Sai Baba

50.  I’m always excited about the new year.  Every time I make it to another birthday, it’s a good deal.  –Bruce Kinzie

Happy New Year, my friends.

My Parents Made Christmas Special

Mamacita says: Both of my parents grew up in near poverty, and I think that’s one reason they were both so determined to make Christmas such a special time for their own children.

Mom used to tell us how she would have given ANYTHING for a bicycle, but it wasn’t possible. Oh, how she wanted a little china tea set, but it wasn’t possible. When she played with the little rich girl down the street, the mother would sometimes give the girls a Twinkie and a little bottle of Coke, and Mom’s eyes would go dreamy with memory as she told us that story. Such a treat.

All of us siblings always had bicycles. My sister and I had a little china tea set. There was a Twinkie in my packed school lunch almost every day. She bought Cokes when it wasn’t a birthday or holiday.

My parents had many stories of sad birthdays and sadder Christmas mornings, but they made sure their own kids had glorious holidays, and took 8mm home movies to remind us how much fun we had and probably took for granted. Neither of my parents had much Christmas guidance growing up, so they created their own Christmas out of their imaginations, movies they’d seen, advertisements from stores, decorations they saw, and things they just wanted, by golly.

I remember Christmas as a time of intense wonder, huge glowing tree, bells in the window, the same stocking every single year (I still have mine) and two ever-young parents watching their children experience the holiday they themselves never got. In this way, they got it, too.

The Winter Solstice, 2020

Mamacita says: Today is the Winter Solstice, the shortest day and longest night of the year. It’s also the first official day of winter.

I love thinking about how the planet and the universe affect our lives, pretty much dictating when we wear a coat, turn on a light, and a kazillion other mundane – or are they? – activities that we call life. The earth under our feet is spinning faster than we can comprehend while simultaneously hurtling around a ball of flaming gases, yet we do not feel it and take for granted the beginning and ending of each day and night, and even consider it routine. That there are people who are not lost in wonder at the majesty of all of this both saddens and gobsmacks me. Because how can they not SEE it?

I Really Miss My Dad At Christmas

Mamacita say: I really miss my dad at Christmas. I miss how he would lie on the floor under the tree just looking at its beauty and wonder. I miss how he would pick up and shake every package and guess what it was, and he was usually right. I miss how he would pretend to be so surprised when he opened a present from little-children-us, which added to the excitement of Christmas. I miss how he took the tree out in the back yard and hammered together a huge wooden stand that wouldn’t let the tree fall over if a child happened to pull at an ornament. There is a role of wrapping paper I still have that I wrapped his gift in, that last Christmas. I will never part with it. I miss how he would read “A Christmas Carol” to us and explain all the customs and traditions and some of the big words to us – Dad was a wonderful reader. Thanks to Dad, I’ve known what a doornail was since before kindergarten, and how if Marley was dead as a doornail, boy howdy he was really dead. I still remember every single poem, song, and explanation he made. Whenever I read or hear a poem by Robert Frost, I think of my dad, and his voice explaining whose woods those were and why the man stopped there. I miss the sound of his hushed voice on Christmas Eve, late at night, as he examined the toys from Santa that he and Mom were placing around the tree for the two younger siblings after we had all gone to bed. Dad was a man who loved Christmas. Which is partly why I love Christmas. It brings my father back to me, just for a little while. I can close my eyes and see him there, by the glowing tree, like a child himself, loving it all. I really miss my dad at Christmas.

The Battle Between Good and Evil

Mamacita says: Life on earth has always been a battle between good and evil, no matter how much we like to believe there’s a grey area in between.

For the past four years, Americans have been subject to the rule of evil, and we’ve had to watch helplessly as people we loved and respected crawled out from under their rocks and supported adultery, harassment, lies, disrespect, selfishness, childishness, entitlement, mockery, smirking, soft porn, and disregard for others to a degree never before imagined by people who were even a little bit good. Nobody is perfect, but in January, we will no longer have a very, VERY hellishly flawed bloated baby-“man,” a porn actress, a mommy’s boy sycophant, and Mommy Herself, a woman too pathetic and paranoid to allow her husband to sit in a meeting with another woman, in the White House.

We will have not merely a breath, but a regular gust of fresh air, still flawed but not hellishly so: an educated, literate, kind actual gentleman, his educated, literate, kind First Lady who is actually a lady, their educated, literate VP, and the VP’s husband who is proud of his wife, trusts her judgment, and is unafraid of anyone, male or female, that the VP might need to meet with. all of whom understand how our government is supposed to work, and who won’t surround themselves with needy, feeble-minded family members, suck-ups. and people who will need to be professionally pardoned in order to stay out of prison.

For four years, I’ve had a hard time understanding how God could have allowed these people to be elected, and I’ve grieved that there were really this many clueless people in our nation who shared the values that have filled the White House while pretending to be Christian even though their idol was the very opposite of any kind of religious values.

Sam Levinson’s mother used to say, “You can’t sit at two weddings with one fanny.” And you can’t claim to be an honestly religious person and support the kind of values we’ve had to endure these past four years. One or the other. THOSE values or real values. And people we know and love have chosen, and there are broken hearts all over America.

In January, our country will, after four years of moral darkness, see a light. It will take a long time to “fix” the nation after four years of deliberate destruction, but I am confident, with God in control again, that it will be done. The real Americans will make sure it’s done.

Every Child Deserves A Hot Lunch

Mamacita says; Don’t anyone dare to tell me that a school’s free lunch isn’t necessary, that it’s a luxury sought after by lazy parents, etc. If you were going to say anything remotely resembling that, zip it, NOW. After watching, year after year, children exiting their buses and running as fast as they could to the cafeteria for free breakfast, most of them without socks and with a coat, if any, that was meant for light spring weather, not bitter winter, I know what my tax dollars were paying for.

I was, and am, proud to think of my tax dollars making it possible for a child to have a stomach full enough that he/she could sit still and pay attention in class. A hungry child has more important things on his/her mind than arithmetic, and a starving child might even faint dead away in the middle of spelling. Many of them hadn’t eaten since their free lunch the day before.

Monday mornings were the worst – the children were often shaky with hunger after two days – more if there was a holiday or vacation – and would often help each other to the cafeteria. This was before the days of teachers sending food home in backpacks to get the child, and more often than not his siblings as well, through the weekend, and these children, your children, my children, everybody’s children, were HUNGRY. That free lunch was, for far too many children, the only actual meal those children got.

I’ve written before about how I always kept bread, peanut butter, and jelly in my classroom on a shelf that could not be seen from the front of the room. Any child who wanted a sandwich was free to come in and make one. Or two. The kids thought they were all dipping into the same jars all year, but I replaced everything each week. Administration told me to stop. I refused.

Before ISTEP, the big Indiana standardized test, the directives were clear: make sure each child has had a good breakfast before taking this test. The free breakfast, while a good thing, was a small cold breakfast, so every morning, I cooked breakfast for my testing group. Again, forbidden. Again, I did it anyway. A child whose stomach is growling continuously isn’t going to be able to give us a viable, valid showing. Then again, that test was so stupid, I had a hard time taking even my own children’s scores seriously. But no child was going to sit in my room with me in charge and write with shaky fingers while his stomach growled loudly enough to be heard in all four corners of the room. Besides, the rulebook SAID.

Whenever I read about school cafeteria menus changing all the time, making ketchup a vegetable, etc, I want to walk into a board meeting and require that each ignorant, overweight, well-fed member subsist on school food for a week. They won’t, of course. They know it’s awful. They dictated that it should be.

Originally, you know, school lunch was a hot, homemade actual meal. It was even called the Hot Lunch Program. I remember the ladies who came early in the morning to prepare everything, all homemade. Little by little, the nutritious and filling hot lunch became cold pizza and guv’ment surplus. In my building, our children were served “:brownies” made from prunes. So my peanut butter, jelly, and bread did a pretty good business. (I also know why our floor had mice.)

Every child deserves a good hot breakfast and a good hot lunch, especially when they’re not getting it at home. Schools don’t want to pay the lunch ladies overtime, so they come in later in the morning to warm up the food, and they don’t want to pay them to stay later and have to clean up the mess a good homecooked meal would make, so the lunch ladies have about a four-hour margin in which they get everything out, warm it up, serve it, and clean up. Ask your child how long lunch “hour” is. We’ve got to get these kids in and out fast so the room can be cleaned before time’s up.

My apologies for the novel; I was reading an article about Republicans wanting to modify the school lunch program, eliminate a lot of children from it, and cut food costs even more. Skimping on children and education is about as low as even rats can go.