George Brett could roll out of bed on Christmas morning and hit a line drive. — John Schuerholz Copy Share Image
“On Christmas morning, Rebecca lost her moral virginity, her sense of humor - and her two best friends. But, other than that,… — Ellen Emerson White Copy Share Image
I make a huge batch of cinnamon buns on Christmas Eve and bake them off early Christmas morning. — Christina Tosi Copy Share Image
I have a sort of Christmas-morning sense of the library as a big box full of beautiful books. — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
She smiled with all the delight of a kid on Christmas morning and said, "Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to… — John Green Copy Share Image
You always look forward to the start of the regular season. It's like opening presents on Christmas morning. — J. J. Redick Copy Share Image
Can I be the one who can kiss you on the nose, look you in the eyes, whisper I love you and… — Jas&rob Copy Share Image
My mom died on Christmas morning 1997. It was sudden and completely unexpected. — Steve Doocy Copy Share Image
We only open a couple of presents on Christmas morning; we're all about the stockings - we even get them for the… — Darcey Bussell Copy Share Image
“It was a good thing Ridge was mighty fond of Tug or he’d probably have killed him by now. As it was,… — Josh Lanyon Copy Share Image
How I wish every morning was a Christmas morning, with lovely Christmas music playing and you, my baby in my arms! I… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Mums and dads, if you've bought something that needs putting together, do it before Christmas. When the kids have gone to bed,… — Phillip Schofield Copy Share Image
“You're wearing the fuck-me look," he drawled. "And that would be because you're so extremely fuckable," I shot back. "Waking up to… — Sylvia Day Crossfire Trilogy Copy Share Image
“Chase breaks into another smile, bigger than the first, and it gives me a bubbling feeling in my stomach, a sensation I… — Alexandra Monir Copy Share Image
“Peter’s gone away on his training weekend. It’s only been one day and I’m already longing for him the way I long… — Jenny Han Copy Share Image
It is surprising that people are snapping photos and stuff and then putting them on the internet. For me, it is like,… — Michael Shannon Copy Share Image
I love making savory stratas for Christmas morning. I get excited about it. It's a polenta strata with homemade bread, with a… — Grace Potter Copy Share Image
“Well, I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman's back, the hangin' curveball, high fiber, good… — Ron Shelton Copy Share Image
“My heart pounds against my rib cage. They call him “man candy” for a reason. Gianni DeLuca is the type of man… — Claire Woods Copy Share Image
“Josiah’s gaze narrowed in Santa’s direction. “How did he know our names?” “He must be from around here.” “I don’t live here.”… — Melissa McClone Copy Share Image
On Christmas morning when I was a child, my mother would leave a book wrapped at the foot of the bed, which… — David McCullough Copy Share Image
“How do survivors feel? Relieved and grateful, perhaps. As excited about their saved life as if it were a gift that the… — Sima B. Moussavian Copy Share Image
“Well, I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman's back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber,… — Ron Shelton Copy Share Image
“Alaska finished her cigarette and flicked it into the river. 'Why do you smoke so damn fast?' I asked. She looked at… — Looking for Alaska John Green Copy Share Image
“No, Roger had not seen the funny side. But there had been a moment when, after looking at his watch, he had… — John Lanchester Copy Share Image
“Did I ever tell you that my mother and father started out as pen pals? They wrote these long, unabashedly affectionate love… — Marla Miniano Copy Share Image
“Sometimes you wake up, and there's a little voice inside your head that tells you that today is a special day. For… — Jim Butcher Copy Share Image
“Audiences often ask if characters are based on real people. Indeed the impulse of the amateur is to write about who one… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I never believed in Santa Claus. None of us kids did. Mom and Dad refused to let us. They couldn't afford expensive… — Jeannette Walls Copy Share Image
“What did you say to them?” “Told them I was Stan Shunpike. First person I could think of.” “And they believed that?”… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Did it fall out?" Leo asked. "Is she bald?" "No, not at all. It's just that her hair is...green." To look at… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“I don't share John Gottman's distaste for the pursuit of self actualization through marriage, but I do share his view that there… — Eli Finkel Copy Share Image
“It was moments like finding coolers full of drinks and snacks left out in the middle of nowhere that made me appreciate… — Kyle Rohrig Copy Share Image
Everything feels different on Christmas morning because there's nobody about. And if they are, then they're on a new bike. — Sarah Millican Copy Share Image
My garden in England is full of eating-out places, for heat waves, warm September evenings, or lunch on a frosty Christmas morning. — Mary Quant Copy Share Image
