Quotes About Christmas

This was the time when Mother usually did her knitting. With ten children in the family, she didn't have time to knit more than one pair of mittens a year for each of them, so she gave the mittens to them at Christmas. The children never asked who the mittens were for, even though they watched each one grow. Some had stripes of bright color and some had little patterns, and of course some were big and some were small.

The real Santa Claus is at the mall.

Christmas is for children. But it is for grown-ups too. Even if it is a headache, a chore, and nightmare, it is a period of necessary defrosting of chill and hide-bound hearts.

All's fair in love and family Christmases.

Do give books - religious or otherwise - for Christmas. They're never fattening, seldom sinful, and permanently personal.

I have it on indisputable authority that in Scarsdale, during a school celebration of Christmas, one of the children sang the carol as "God rest ye, Jerry Mandelbaum.

Chuck Berry warbled "Run Rudolph Run

I sincerely hope your Christmas...may abound in the gaieties which the season generally brings…

At Christmas every body invites their friends and thinks little of even the worst weather.

by the middle of June, Kitty was so much recovered as to be able to enter Meryton without tears; an event of such happy promise as to make Elizabeth hope that by the following Christmas she might be so tolerably reasonable as not to mention an officer above once a day, unless, by some cruel and malicious arrangement at the War Office, another regiment should be quartered in Meryton.

On one side was a table occupied by some chattering girls, cutting up silk and gold paper; and on the other were tressels and trays, bending under the weight of brawn and cold pies, where riotous boys were holding high revel; the whole completed by a roaring Christmas fire, which seemed determined to be heard, in spite of all the noise of the others.

Everyone wants a Christmas tree. If you had a Christmas tree Santa would bring you stuff! Like hair curlers and slut shoes.

It was Lorraine in her nightie and Mo in his cap. They'd just settled their brains for a long winter's nap in front of the television. When out in the lot there arose such a clatter, they sprang from their recliners to see what was the matter. Away to the window they flew like a flash, tore open the blinds and threw up the sash. And what to their wondering eyes should appear, but Stephanie Plum and yet another of her cars burning front to rear.

Kate prefers a loaded gun next to her bed. Is that all? Jake asked Kate. Where's your hand grenade? I don't have a hand grenade. What happened to the one I gave you for Christmas? I forgot about that, she said. I guess it's around the apartment somewhere. You lost a hand grenade in your apartment? Nick said. Next time I visit I'll be more careful.

But I could end up in prison." He waved off her concern. "I'd break you out." "You'd do that for me?" "You're my daughter, aren't you?" Kate smiled. Sure, he'd missed a lot of Christmases and birthdays during her childhood, but not many fathers could be counted on to mount a prison break.

It was Lorraine in her nightie and Mo in his cap. They'd just settled their brains for a long winter's nap in front of the television. When out in the lot there arose such a clatter, they sprang from their recliners to see what was the matter. Away to the window they flew like a flash, tore open the blinds and threw up the sash. And what to their wondering eyes should appear, but Stephanie Plum and yet another of her cars burning front to rear.

Some people are born for Halloween, and some are just counting the days until Christmas.

My problem with present buying is usually lack of time. Not because I'm super-busy, I'm just super-lazy. I leave everything to the last minute and end up running up and down the high street on Christmas Eve like a crazed baboon.

From me growing up with a large family and everybody singing around the Christmas tree, it was a wonderful, wonderful upbringing.

Christmas is believing that the salvation of the world is God's work, and not mine.

Christmas tree stands are the work of the devil and they want you dead.

Even though Christmas can be a lot of work, we all know the bustle is worth the bother.

There's even less to do in Umea at Christmas than there is in Stockholm.

I was supposed to be working on 'The Weekenders,' but I was blocked. I got this crazy idea that I would make Christmas stockings out of blankets.