2,024 Quotes About Christmas

You wouldn't be able to appreciate the happy time if you didn't sometimes experience sad times as well.

I don't give a flying flip who you are or that you're a foot and a half taller than me and probably outweigh me by more than eighty pounds. Get out of my way so I can see for myself that Barry's okay.” I almost laugh at the normally shy Ricky's demanding voice but I'm thinking he wouldn't appreciate it. “Now, Mr. Chief Reindeer.”“Oh, hell.”It's not so amusing when the elf is threatening the second most powerful being in the North Pole.

There would be no Christmas if there was no Easter.

She remembered dating. She remembered feeling excited and reveling in the unknown. Dating was like hopscotch for giants. An adult game that made the heart jump instead of the feet. A game she used to enjoy.

Gansey was full of the knowledge that he needed to do something about Ronan Lynch before Ronan did something about Ronan Lynch. Christmas was a dangerous time to be a broken thing; the weight of tradition and history could too easily sink a lethargic swimmer.

So on Christmas morning I was up at five o'clock, making the fire as bright as a furnace, baking minc'd pies and boiling plum puddings the size of Medici cannonballs, and setting three sides of roast beef to turn on the spits. Soon I breathed again that steam that tells the soul it is Christmas, and all the year' work done, and time for feasting; the smell of oranges, sugarplums and cloves, all mingled with roasting meats.

As joy dwindles with the yearsI wistfully recallWhen the christmas treeLooked ten feet tallAnd the presents under itSeemed endless And more Than mere wrapping paper.

Ha my father just tried to put some music on that wasn't Buble. I just shut his ass the f**k down. We're on 48hr Buble lock down.

Am I doing it right?” he asks as he speeds up his movements. I hear the nervousness in his voice.My hands slide up his back.“If you were doing it any more right I don't think I could handle it,” I respond softly, meaning it. “You're perfect.”He shakes his head a little.“You're so quiet,” he says.My hands go back to his hips as he continues to move over me.“I'm thinking about how good it is, how good we are.