Top Holiday Quotes

You can't undo loss. You can't unmake a mistake.

Having a birthday around the holidays was never easy and, with every successive year, it felt more and more as if celebrating my birthday got thrown into the December holiday mix as an afterthought.

Holiday Definition

(n.) A consecrated day; religious anniversary; a day set apart in honor of some person, or in commemoration of some event. See Holyday.

(n.) A day of exemption from labor; a day of amusement and gayety; a festival day.

(n.) A day fixed by law for suspension of business; a legal holiday.

(a.) Of or pertaining to a festival; cheerful; joyous; gay.

(a.) Occurring rarely; adapted for a special occasion.

Entrepreneurs don't have weekends or birthdays or holidays. Every day is my weekend, my birthday, my holiday. OR, every day is my work day. Mostly it's a choice.

We are soon approaching a refined holiday, "Merry Mas," where Christ will be taken out of its context.

Easter is the final solution to the finality of death.

Christmas is the antithesis of Thanksgiving. Christmas is pretty much a man-made holiday.

If you like someone, you should have to make an effort.

Periods are a period when nature forces prostitutes to go on leave.

Things are not always how they seem.

Resurrection, rebirth, reincarnation, resprout, revive! All these words can be summarised only in one word: Vacation!

Where there is no hope, there is Christmas. And where there is no Christmas, there is no hope.

Once again, we come to the Holiday Season, a deeply religious time that each of us observes, in his own way, by going to the mall of his choice.

If God has the answer to every question, maybe my appreciation for God should be shaped more by the number of questions and less by the wisdom of the answers.

Not always getting what you want, but sometimes getting what you need.

In France, Christmas is a family holiday. You stay home. New Year's Eve is when you go out.

Ultimately, the roast turkey must be regarded as a monument to Boomer's love.Look at it now, plump and glossy, floating across Idaho as if it were a mammoth, mutated seed pod. Hear how it backfires as...

Merry Christmas. His would be without the Merry for sure.

She stared at the castle. She had actually been summoned to a castle. A week before Christmas.

You know what? From now on, I think I’m going to call you Mister Christmas.

She blinked once, then twice, and yet again, sure what she viewed was just another part of this fantasy world that she had stepped into when her feet touched the green grass of Ireland.