Quotes About Celebration

It has started becoming a deal that wherever I go, people just want to see me dance. I try and keep it for the end zone, but sometimes you've got to do what you've got to do.

We've been doing a 40-year end zone celebration of the victories won by our parents and grandparents. We haven't shepherded our history. We haven't taught it so others can learn from it and implement the lessons.

I enjoy making people laugh. If I can put a smile on someone's face if I do a dance in the end zone, why not?

Back of every achievement is a proud wife and a surprised mother-in-law.

Thanksgiving comes after Christmas.

Let that day be lost to us on which we did not dance once I

Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow.

I wouldn't say someone is old just because his social security is in Roman numerals or because Mozart played at his senior prom.

I was going to take you out to lunch for your birthday . . . but you already are.

This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad.

A cheerful look makes a dish a feast

On with the dance! Let joy be unconfin'd; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet.

Come and trip it as ye go, On the light fantastic toe.

I have never been drunk, but I've often been overserved.

A man hath no better thing under the sun, than to eat, and to drink, and to be merry.

Drink today, and drown all sorrow; You shall perhaps not do it tomorrow.

"Christ the Lord is risen today," Sons of men and angels say. Raise your joys and triumphs high; Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply.

Let us eat and drink: for tomorrow we diet.

Let us have wine and woman, mirth and laughter. Sermons and soda-water the day after.

You say grace before meals. All right. But I say grace before the concert and the opera, and grace before the play and pantomime, and grace before I open a book, and grace before sketching, painting, swimming, fencing, boxing, walking, playing, dancing and grace before I dip the pen in the ink.

Friends and wine should be old.

The goal of all civilization, all religious thought, and all that sort of thing is simply to have a good time. But man gets so solemn over the process that he forgets the end.

He that is of a merry heart hath a continual feast.

See the conquering hero comes! Sound the trumpets, beat the drums!