Quotes About Festivity

There's nothing crazier than a Christmas tree all lit up.

then the drinks start coming fast and furious, and people are shouting out song numbers for the queue.

They had no thought for the meaning of Christmas and had planned to have a wildly merry time.

The Christmas tree inspires a love/hate relationship. All that time spent selecting and decorating, and a week after, you see it by the side of the road, like a mob hit. A car slows down, a door opens and a tree rolls out. People snap out of Christmas spirit like it was a drunken stupor, "There's a tree inside the house! Throw it anywhere."

that every day should be a fiesta seemed to me a marvelous discovery

The Parade is not diplomacy," Chris pointed out. "It's celebration.

The first toasts were being raised, and already becoming less and less coherent.

One of the most glorious messes in the world is the mess created in the living room on Christmas day. Don't clean it up too quickly." ~ (1919-), American writer, producer, humorist.

What a joy it is to dance and sing!

What joy it is to dance and sing!

Make your having dinner out become The Event of the Night, instead of just the beginning.

I work out for a few hours extra, but I can't give cakes and chocolates a miss on Christmas.

Some of the men fired their guns into the air for joy.

Her mother set the cake beside a stuffed pork loin tied tightly with cooking string. "My favorite," Keera said stepping closer. "What did you stuff inside?" "Prosciutto, Gorgonzola cheese, chopped bacon, minced garlic, fresh parsley, and onions.

an officer on traffic control. "Welcome to the party," he said

This wasn't a hunger for a bigger house of a faster car. This was a far deeper hunger: a hunger for living with more meaning, with more festivity and more satisfaction.

The day was not yet over and it was already my most memorable Walpurgisnacht ever.

Do you think they'll play Katy Perry's 'Firework,' or is that too obvious?

Esto es todo lo que hay para ti? Una gran fiesta constante?

Name me a society that doesn't love barbeque. It doesn't exist. Mankind is barbeque celebration.

Champagne has the taste of an apple peeled with a steel knife.

It was a human storm, composed of a thunder of cries, and a hail of sweetmeats, flowers, eggs, oranges, and nosegays.

Alexandre Dumas

Oh, what a day. I will make it a holiday.