A Quote by Buddy Hackett

Don't carry a grudge.  While you're carrying the grudge, the other guys's out there dancing. — © Buddy Hackett
Don't carry a grudge. While you're carrying the grudge, the other guys's out there dancing.
I've had a few arguments with people, but I never carry a grudge. You know why? While you're carrying a grudge, they're out dancing.
Holding a grudge does not hurt the person against whom the grudge is held, it hurts the one who holds it.
I think one manifestation of integrity is holding a grudge. Saying no is a little different. Holding a grudge is the modern equivalent of having standards.
It is a device of mine never to grudge trouble in the pursuit of what seems to me really good and never to grudge payment for it afterwards.
Carrying a grudge is difficult work that brings nothing of value. Forgive, and be free.
The problem with holding a grudge is that your hands are then too full to hold onto anything else. It might be the competition or a technology or the lousy things that someone did a decade ago. None of it is going to get better as a result of revisiting the grudge.
Carrying a grudge is a heavy burden. As you forgive, you will feel the joy of being forgiven.
a grudge will soon rot the pocket you carry it in.
I believe in something. But I don't believe that anything can hold a grudge for long enough to condemn its creation to eternal punishment. Nobody can hold a grudge that long, even God.
IF ANYONE DESERVES TO CARRY A GRUDGE, IT’S CHRIST. BUT INSTEAD, HE CARRIED A CROSS.
I do not forget any good deed done to me & I do not carry a grudge for a bad one.
The writer has a grudge against society, which he documents with accounts of unsatisfying sex, unrealized ambition, unmitigated loneliness, and a sense of local and global distress. The square, overpopulation, the bourgeois, the bomb and the cocktail party are variously identified as sources of the grudge. There follows a little obscenity here, a dash of philosophy there, considerable whining overall, and a modern satirical novel is born.
Someone who bears a grudge while he prays is like a person who sows in the sea and expects to reap a harvest.
There is nothing out there that I have a grudge against or I have a problem with.
The Aztec gods and goddesses are, as far as we have known anything about them, an unlovely and unlovable lot. In their myths there is no grace or charm, no poetry. Only this perpetual grudge, grudge, grudging, one god grudging another, the gods grudging men their existence, and men grudging the animals. The goddess of love is goddess of dirt and prostitution, a dirt-eater, a horror, without a touch of tenderness.
Do not grudge To pick out treasures from an earthen pot. The worst speaks something good.
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