Ceecee Honeycutt Quotes

That's what friends should do. cherish the good and pretend not to notice the harmless rest.

It's how we survive the hurt in life that brings us strength and gives us beauty.

Don't go wasting all them bright tomorrows you ain't even seen by hanging on to what happened yesterday. Let go, child. Just breathe out and let go.

don't grow up to fast, darling. Age is inevitable, but if you nuture a childlike heart, you'll never ever grow old.

It's what we believe about ourselves that determines how others see us.

Life don't wait for nobody, and even as special as you are, it ain't gonna wait for you, neither. So it's time to make up your mind that you're gonna join it.

Life is full of change, honey. That's how we learn and grow. When we're born, the Good Lord gives each of us a Life Book. Chapter by chapter, we live and learn... When a chapter of your Life Book is complete, your spirit knows it's time to turn the page so a new chapter can begin. Even when you're scared or think you're not ready, your spirit knows you are.

It's how we survive the hurts in life that brings us strength and gives us our beauty.

[She] was a remarkable looking woman. Remarkable in that she wasn’t what most people would call beautiful. But she oozed a raw femaleness that I was certain made most women uncomfortable and sent men walking into walls. And when she smiled. Well. That was magic.

far too many people die with a heart thats gone flat with indiferance, and it surely must be a terrible way to go. Life will offer amazing oppurtunities, but we've got to be wide-awake to recognize them.

Don't grow up too fast, Darling. Age is inevitable, but if you nurture a childlike heart, you'll never, ever grow old.

That's life out there. See how it's movin? Even the leaves on the trees is movin'. Life don't wait for nobody, and even as special as you are, it ain't gonna wait for you, neither. So it's time to make up your mind that you're gonna join it.

But lately,' she said, wiggling her bare toes, 'I find all men to be very much like wearing high-heeled shoes -- I love how pretty they make me feel, but by the end of the night I can't wait to get rid of them.

But if you have so much fun, then why don't you get together more than once a month?' She looked at me like a wise old owl and winked. 'Do something too often and it stops being special.

Oysters are a lot like women. It's how we survive the hurts in life that brings us strength and gives us our beauty.

What's the difference between eccentric and crazy?' She lifted her hands above her head, tapped her zills together, and danced out the door. From over her shoulder she laughed and called out, 'Nobody knows!

Now there's something else I know. You might not think you're grieving, but grief comes in all sorts of ways. There's the kind of grief that leaves you numb, and the kind of grief that rips your world in half. And then there's another kind of grief that doesn't feel like grief at all. Its like a tiny splinter you don't even know you have until it festers so deep it has nowhere left to go but into your soul. I think that's the hardest kind of grief there is because you know you're hurting but you don't know why.

I loved this time of night, how everything softened and lost the hard edges of day, and how, if the wind moved just right, the live oaks would murmur tender green words across the shadowy lawn. Sitting with a book in the warm circle of light from the table lamp had become my favorite way to end the day.

Friday is a purple-velvet-sofa day for some poor woman who's finally reclaimed her life. A purple velvet sofa is a gal's symbol of freedom.

She wore her sadness on the outside, like a heavy winter coat.

…It’s my fire… Everyone needs to find the one thing that brings out her passion. It’s what we do and share with the world that matters…far too many people die with a heart that’s gone flat with indifference, and it surely must be a terrible way to go. Life will offer us amazing opportunities, but we have got to be wide-awake to recognize them… it’s in that you’ll find your calling in life. That’s where true happiness and purpose lies. You’ll never be fulfilled if you don’t.

c'mon now, honey, don't be mad at me. I don't mean to lie, I just remember big.

Ain't no sun in the kitchen without your face lookin' up at me.

far too many people die with a heart that's gone flat with indifference, and it surely must be a terrible way to go. Life will offer us amazing opportunities, but we've got to be wide-awke to recognize them.

The human mind is an amazing thing. It protects us when we can't protect ourselves. Sometimes when we're holding pain and it gets to be too heavy or goes too deep, we have to give in to it, let it knock us over and pull us all the way down. Once we hit bottom, we rest in a quiet place for a while. Then, when the pain eases and we're ready to face the world again, we come right back up.

Well, what I don't understand is why people get all dressed up and drive to church so they can sit there and get scolded. Seems to me it'd be a whole lot easier for the to just stay home in their pj's, eat pancakes, and get yelled at over the radion.

I find all men to be very much like wearing high-heeled shoes - I love how pretty they make me feel, but by the end of the night I can't wait to get rid of them .. Thelma Rae Goodpepper in Saving CeeCee Honeycutt

Lucille always loved a strong breeze. She said it was nature's way of blowing away our sorrows.' Just then another gust of wind whipped around us. Aunt Tootie smiled. I smiled too.

I don't give a chicken's sorry ass who taught you. I just want to play.

...I wondered if I'd ever be so lucky to have a girlfriend I'd grow old with, a girlfriend who knew my secrets, my fears, my hopes-- and loved me anyway.

1. "It is what we believe about ourselves that determines how others see us" 2. (regarding friends) "cherish the good and pretend not to notice the harmless rest" 3. "oysters are a lot like women. It's how we survive the hurts in life that brings us strength and gives us our beauty

Life is full of change, honey. That's how we learn and grow. When we're born, the Good Lord gives each of us a Life book. Chapter by chapter, we live and learn.

It occurred to me that that's what friends should do: cherish the good and pretend not to notice the harmless rest.

I find all men to be very much like wearing high-healed shoes--I love how pretty they make me feel, but by the end of the night I can't wait to get rid of them.

Do you have a pet bird?' I asked, looking around the room. 'Oh, heavens, no. I'd never cage a bird. I can't imagine a worse fate, can you? I bought this cage at a market in Peru several years ago. I hung it here and wired the door open to remind myself how delicious freedom is -- financial and otherwise.

It's our hearts that tell us the truth of things, honey, and my heart has never betrayed me. Not ever.

...far too many people die with a heart that's gone flat with indifference, and it surely must be a terrible way to go. Life will offer us amazing opportunities, but we've got to be wide-awake to recognize them.

Yes. Everyone needs to find the one thing that brings out her passion. it's what we do to and share with the world that matters. I believe it's important that we leave our communities in better shape than we found them.

...Everyone needs to find the one thing that brings out her passion. It's what we do and share with the world that matters...

After explaining how a pearl is made she said: "It's how we survive the hurts in life that brings us strength and give us our beauty.

Books became my life, or maybe I should say books became the way I escaped from my life.

Just set up the board as best you can. We'll play with whatever we got.

Wisteria is my favorite flowering vine. Do you know why?' I shook my head. 'No, ma'am.' 'Because it's strong -- just like me.

dont go wastin all them bright tomorrows you aint even seen yet by hangin on to what happened yesterday.Let go Child. Just breathe out and let go- oletta

One day you'll do something, see something or get an idea that seems to pop up from nowhere. And you'll feel a kind of stirring- like a warm flicker inside your chest. When that happens, whatever you do, don't ignore it. Open your mind and explore the idea. Fan your flame.

Oh Cecelia, you would have loved my grandmother, Miz Goodpepper said, dunking a cookie into her wine. She was so alive and full of original ideas, especially for that era. While other women were busy being proper, she was busy cultivating her spirit.

A small patch of sunflowers came into view. Dozens of tall stalks topped with heavy golden flower heads swayed in they hot breeze. From a distance they looked like a group of ladies with their heads hung low, as if embarrassed that they'd arrived at a party wearing identical hats.

I find all men to be very much like wearing high-heeled shoes - I love how pretty they make me feel, but by the end of the night I can't wait to get rid of them.

...we have become a throwaway society. Instead of honoring and preserving our past, we tear it down, shove it aside, and just go on our merry way. Well, I won't have it. We have to stand firm for what we believe in. Only in the most dire circumstances should a structure of historical significance be demolished.

If there's one thing I'd like most for you, it's that you'll find your calling in life. That's where true happiness and purpose lies. Whether it's taking care of abandoned animals, saving old houses from the wreckin' ball, or reading to the blind, you've got to find your fire, sugar. You'll never be fulfilled if you don't.

She glanced over her shoulder at the house, which was now bathed in a warm tint of yellow from the sun. "Yes, everyone needs to find the one thing that brings out her passion. Its what we do and share with the world that matters. I believe its important that we leave our communities in better shape that we found them. Cecelia Rose," she said, reaching for my hand, "Far too many people die with a heart that's gone flat with indifference, and it surely must be a terrible way to go. Life will offer us amazing opportunities, but we've got to be awake to recognize them." She rested her hands on my shoulders and looked into my eyes. "If there's one thing I'd like most for you, its that you'll find your calling in life. That's where true happiness and purpose lie. Whether its taking care of abandoned animals, saving old houses from the wreckin' ball or reading to the blind, you've got to find your fire, sugar. You'll never be fulfilled if you don't." "But how will I know what my fire is?" "Oh, you'll know. One day you'll do something, see something or get an idea that seems to pop up from nowhere. And you'll feel a kind of stirring- like a warm flicker inside your chest. When that happens, whatever you do, don't ignore it. Open your mind and explore the idea. Fan your flame. And when you do, you'll have found it.

Life is full of change, honey. That's how we learn and grow. When we're born, the Good Lord gives each of us a Life Book. Chapter by chapter, we live and learn.'"-

Don’t grow up too fast, darling. Age is inevitable, but if you nurture a childlike heart, you’ll never ever grow old.

We all need to be careful in this world, but I promise you, for every bad person on this earth there's a hundred good ones.

Hun smilte til fru Odell og sa: Vi får gjøre som Scarlett O'Hara, og ikke bekymre oss for morgendagen før den er her.

Bøkene ble mitt liv, eller kanskje jeg heller skulle si at bøkene hjalp meg å flykte fra mitt liv.

Don't go wastin' all them bright tomorrows you ain't even seen by hangin' on to what happened yesterday. Let go, child. Just breathe out and let go.

Well, looks like you won't be reaching nirvana anytime soon." She pushed a stray lock of hair off her forehead and sniffed. "Yes, I suppose that's true. I guess I'll just have to settle for a trip to Idaho.

She looked up and smiled. “I’m glad you found some books that interest you. Would you like a glass of lemonade?” Though I was hoping to thank her for the books and be on my way, I didn't want to seem rude. I nodded and set the stack of books on the counter. While Miz Goodpepper pulled a pitcher from the refrigerator, I asked, “Is the Kama Sutra a volcano?” She gasped and splashed lemonade across the kitchen counter. The strangest look streaked across her face as she sopped up the mess with a wad of paper towels. “Well, I suppose some might think it's a volcano of sorts, but I can say with absolute assurance you wouldn't enjoy that book.” “That's what I thought,” I said, feeling pleased with myself, so I put it back on the shelf. She let out a barely audible sigh. “Good.

Mange sider ved mors liv og død kommer til å forbli et mysterium, men mens jeg lå der i sengen og sorterte minnene, var det én ting som sto klart for meg: selv i sine ville stunder, når hun så fyrverkerier eksplodere og håret hennes sto til alle kanter, elsket mamma meg.

I tried not to smile as I gathered the marbles. After counting them out by color and placing them into the holes, I looked at Sapphire and shrugged. 'There aren't enough.' Miz Obee's face tensed, but Sapphire looked at her friend kindly, patted the table, and said, 'Just set up the board as best you can. We'll play with whatever we got.' I thought that was one of the wisest things I'd ever heard anyone say.

I'd never heard of a holy man named after a llama. I'd never heard of a great, gaping vagina. And I didn't know a thing about the black boomerang of karma. all I knew for sure was this: I had been plunked into a strange, perfumed world that, as far as I could tell, seemed to be run entirely by women.

Mamma hadde forlatt denne verden og erobret friheten, og derfor kunne jeg også erobre den. Jeg savnet henne og skulle ønske jeg kunne få høre latteren hennes igjen. Men jeg visste med meg selv at hun fantes et sted, ett eller annet strålende, grenseløst sted. Hun passet på meg, heiet på meg. Og elsket meg.

I stared at the room full of caskets on display-their lids gaping open like hungry mouths, waiting to swallow up the newly departed. I decided I'd much rather exit this world in a crackle of flames and a swirl of smoke through my ribs than be cooped up for all eternity in a dark box surrounded by puffy white satin.

Northerners are exactly like their weather—cold and boring. And I swear, none of them has one iota of etiquette or propriety.

Yes. Everyone needs to find the one thing that brings out her passion. It’s what we do and share with the world that matters.

It’s what we believe about ourselves that determines how others see us.

A ballet of nimble-footed waitresses moved among the tables

Hun gjorde en latterlig, feiende sorti, som om hun var på audition for en nyinnspilling av Tatt av vinden.

People who think dying is the worst thing don't know a thing about life

Though Mrs. Fontaine smiled, I couldn't help but wonder if she'd sized me up and found me lacking.

I realized that Southern hospitality not only came from the heart but was a practiced social art that had been passed down from one generation to the next—like fine silverware or china. Southerners had a way of doing things that made you feel special,

Den har tilhørt bestefar, sa hun, og glattet på seddelen med de slanke fingrene sine. Han likte papirpenger - hadde for vane å bruke dem som bokmerker. Det er over tredve år siden han døde, men fremdeles finner jeg alle slags sedler stukket inn mellom bladene i bøkene hans.

De seks enkle ordene ga gjenlyd i meg og fylte rommet med lys: Jeg vil veldig gjerne ha deg ... Jeg vil veldig gjerne ha deg ... Skuldrene mine begynte å riste. Vantro kjente jeg hvordan tårene spratt fra øynene og begynte å renne nedover kinnene på meg. Tante Tootie la armene om meg og trakk meg inntil seg.

The oddest things caused me to miss her. Like training bras. Who was I going to ask about that? And who but my mother could've understood the magnitude of driving me to junior cheerleader tryouts? I can tell you for certain T. Ray didn't grasp it. But you know when I missed her the most? The day I was twelve and woke up with the rose-petal stain on my panties. I was so proud of that flower and didn't have a soul to show it to except Rosaleen.

…It’s my fire… Everyone needs to find the one thing that brings out her passion. It’s what we do and share with the world that matters…far too many people die with a heart that’s gone flat with indifference, and it surely must be a terrible way to go. Life will offer us amazing opportunities, but we have got to be wide-awake to recognize them… it’s in that you’ll find your calling in life. That’s where true happiness and purpose lies. You’ll never be fulfilled if you don’t.

Who the Sam Hill are you?” Oletta put her arm around my shoulders. “This here child is Cecelia Honeycutt, and she’s—” “White! Why’d you bring a white girl here?” I thought Oletta’s eyes would pop clean out of her head. “Sapphire June Wilson! Where on earth are your manners? Now, you apologize.” A nearly imperceptible smile flashed across Sapphire’s lips as she leaned back in her chair. “Apologize? For what? Ain’t my fault she’s white.” Oletta was appalled, but I laughed out loud. Though Sapphire continued to scald me with her stare, she pointed a bony finger at a chair and said, “Lawd, you’re white. But if you’ve gotta be here, then sit in the shade so you don’t hurt my eyes.

But Momma, winning that pageant wasn't your life -- it was only a day in your life -- that's all. Mrs. Odell says life is what we make it. Maybe you'd be happier if you adjusted your thinking a bit.

I wonder if maybe death does that -- turns strangers into friends for a few minutes, or an hour, or maybe even a whole day.

You can't run around town tryin' to get even with every person who does you wrong. Ain't enough hours in the day to do that. Besides, two wrongs don't make a right.

I made a mental note that if I ever needed help from a man I would make him a pie.

Cecelia Rose, she said, reaching for my hand, “far too many people die with a heart that’s gone flat with indifference, and it surely must be a terrible way to go. Life will offer us amazing opportunities, but we’ve got to be wide-awake to recognize them.

Miz Goodpepper leaned forward and looked deep into my eyes. “My grandmother said, ‘Don’t grow up too fast, darling. Age is inevitable, but if you nurture a childlike heart, you’ll never ever grow old.

It’s how we survive the hurts in life that brings us strength and gives

When we’re born, the Good Lord gives each of us a Life Book. Chapter by chapter, we live and learn.

Everyone needs to find the one thing that brings out her passion. It’s what we do and share with the world that matters. I believe it’s important that we leave our communities in better shape than we found them.

Sometimes when we’re holding pain and it gets to be too heavy or goes too deep, we have to give in to it, let it knock us over and pull us all the way down. Once we hit bottom, we rest in a quiet place for a while. Then, when the pain eases and we’re ready to face the world again, we come right back up.

I stared at the room full of caskets on display—their lids gaping open like hungry mouths, waiting to swallow up the newly departed. I decided I’d much rather exit this world in a crackle of flames and a swirl of smoke through my ribs than be cooped up for all eternity in a dark box surrounded by puffy white satin.

If an older man ever sweeps you off your feet, just get up and run away as fast as you can.” I

Momma had left this world and set herself free, and in doing so, she had set me free too. As much as I missed her and wished I could hear her laughter one more time, I believed she was out there in the big bright somewhere, watching me, cheering for me. Loving me.

Because I just do. This isn’t something I think in my brain—it’s something I feel in my heart, and there’s a mighty big difference between the two. It’s our hearts that tell us the truth of things, honey, and my heart has never betrayed me. Not ever.

Mrs. Odell once told me that forgiveness had a whole lot more to do with the person doing the forgiving than it did with the person in need of forgiveness. She said holding on to hurt and anger made about as much sense as hitting your head with a hammer and expecting the other person to get a headache. But too many years of resentment were swollen inside me, and I had no forgiveness to offer my dad.

Life will offer us amazing opportunities, but we’ve got to be wide-awake to recognize them.

I find all men to be very much like wearing high-heeled shoes—I love how pretty they make me feel, but by the end of the night I can’t wait to get rid of them.

That’s life out there. See how it’s movin’? Even the leaves on the trees is movin’. Life don’t wait for nobody, and even as special as you are, it ain’t gonna wait for you, neither. So it’s time to make up your mind that you’re gonna join it.

In some ways my life in Willoughby had begun to fade, much the same way a nightmare loses its grip when you find the courage to reach out in the darkness and turn on the light.

You can haul the girl out of the trash, but you can never haul the trash out of the girl.

Sapphire knew full well what Miz Obee was doing, but she always looked at her friend with tenderness in her eyes and pretended not to notice. As I watched this silent exchange between Sapphire and Miz Obee, it occurred to me that that's what friends should do cherish the good and pretend not to notice the harmless rest.

My grandmother said, ‘Don’t grow up too fast, darling. Age is inevitable, but if you nurture a childlike heart, you’ll never ever grow old.

It's what we believe about ourselves that determine how others see us.