Dr. Finkelstein: That's twice this month you've slipped deadly nightshade into my tea and run off. Sally: Three times!
Jack Skellington: [singing with false pomp] And I, *Jack*, the *Pumpkin King*, grow tired of the same old thing.
Jack Skellington: [unwrapping Oogie Boogie] How dare you treat my friend so shamefully!
Clown: [of Jack's disappearance] This has never happened before! Big Witch, W.W.D.: It's suspicious. Small Witch: It's peculiar. Vampire: It's scary!
Mayor: Terrible news, folks! The worst tragedy of our time! Jack has been blown to smithereens!
Sylvain: [after the mailman rides his bike into the house] Make yourself at home! At Christmas, come down the chimney!
Santa Claus: What would you like for Christmas? Little girl on his lap: My own credit card.
One of the most glorious messes in the world is the mess created in the living room on Christmas day. Don't clean it up too quickly." ~ (1919-), American writer, producer, humorist.
When you’re planning the perfect Christmas … the gifts, the lights, the decorations, the paries, the cards, don’t forget the most important item on the list—Christ.
Christmas and Easter can be subjects for poetry, but Good Friday, like Auschwitz, cannot. The reality is so horrible it is not surprising that people should have found it a stumbling block to faith.
The sun doesn't just hang on one family's tree
I am at home among trees.
It's the Joshua tree's struggle that gives it its beauty.
I think from the age of thirteen, I really wanted to be a producer and I've always thought that the producer was the top of the tree.
I don't get it. It's a bunch of trees with leaves.
I don't want to be a tree; I want to be its meaning.
Darkness fell like a wet sponge.
When trees burn, they leave the smell of heartbreak in the air.
The bark on the tree was just a little softer.
We are born believing. A man bears beliefs as a tree bears apples.
Born to be wild; born to be free; nobody owns you; you are, a romantic tree.
