Phillips Brooks Quotes

The earth has grown old with its burden of care, but at Christmas it always is young, the heart of the jewel burns lustrous and fair, and its soul full of music breaks the air, when the song of angels is sung.

The thing about Christmas is that it almost doesn't matter what mood you're in or what kind of a year you've had - it's a fresh start.

Young fighters dream of the future. Old fighters seek to recapture the past.

Christmas is a kindling of new fires.

To remember love after long sleep; to turn again to poetry after a year in the market place, or to youth after resignation to drowsy and stiffening age; to remember what once you thought life could hold, after telling over with muddied and calculating fingers what it has offered; this is music, made after long silence. The soul flexes its wings, and, clumsy as any fledgling, tries the air again

The Spring I seek is in a new face only.

The suffering of the Bahamian people is nearly ended. A new day is coming. It is almost here.

Christmas is a season not only of rejoicing but of reflection.

Each age has deemed the new-born year the fittest time for festal cheer.

Today a new sun rises for me; everything lives, everything is animated, everything seems to speak to me of my passion, everything invites me to cherish it.

And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.

Paradoxical as it may seem, to believe in youth is to look backward; to look forward we must believe in age.

What we need in America is a renaissance. We need to go forward by going backward.

Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush.

Every day you must arise and say to your heart, I have suffered enough and now I must live because the light of the sun must not be wasted, it must not be lost without an eye to appreciate it.

You know, my friends, with what a brave carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house; favored old barren reason from my bed, and took the daughter of the vine to spouse.

The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay a long gray line with a black mark down the center. The birds were singing. It was spring.

Life stands before me like an eternal spring with new and brilliant clothes.

To be renewed is everything. What more could one ask for than to have one's youth back again?

For me, the spirit of Christmas means being happy and giving freely. It's a tradition for all the kids in the family to help mom decorate the tree. Christmas is all about family, eating, drinking and making merry.

Childhood sometimes does pay a second visit to man, youth never.

When our memories outweigh our dreams we become old. And America is forever young.

I wish you could see a new Cro Cop, 15 years younger. I wish it was possible.

This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, it is a chance which does redeem all sorrows that ever I have felt.

If you stay in the business long enough and get to be old enough, you get to be new again.