Quote by Carrie Fisher
I dont think Christmas is necessarily about things. Its about bein

I dont think Christmas is necessarily about things. Its about being good to one another, its about the Christian ethic, its about kindness. – Carrie Fisher

Other quotes by Carrie Fisher

Theres a line I have that our family was designed more for public than for private. But there are definitely some things that are only mine. I am someone who dreams at night, and you dont know what Im dreaming. – Carrie Fisher

Category:
Dreams
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Everything grows rounder and wider and weirder, and I sit here in the middle of it all and wonder who in the world you will turn out to be. – Carrie Fisher

Category:
Pregnancy
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I have a mess in my head sometimes, and theres something very satisfying about putting it into words. Certainly its not something that youre in charge of, necessarily, but writing about it, putting it into your words, can be a very powerful experience. – Carrie Fisher

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Experience
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Other Quotes from
good
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I believe in Karma. If the good is sown, the good is collected. When positive things are made, that returns well. – Yannick Noah

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good

Only the young die good. – Oliver Herford

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good

The good fighters of old first put themselves beyond the possibility of defeat, and then waited for an opportunity of defeating the enemy. – Sun Tzu

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good

When you have shot one bird flying you have shot all birds flying. They are all different and they fly in different ways but the sensation is the same and the last one is as good as the first. – Ernest Hemingway

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good

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I dont make movies thinking: Oh, this is going to be a huge box-office hit. – Diane Kruger

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movies

Food brings people together on many different levels. Its nourishment of the soul and body its truly love. – Giada De Laurentiis

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Food

The autumn twilight turned into deep and early night as they walked. Tristran could smell the distant winter on the air—a mixture of night-mist and crisp darkness and the tang of fallen leaves…. the crescent moon hung white in the sky and the stars burned in the darkness above them. – Neil Gaiman, Stardust

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Winter

Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid. – William Cowper