Bill Skarsgard Quotes

Christmas comes during a season when the Earth is in its darkest time. It's a holiday for the family and for everyone.

I love Christmas. At this very special time of year, when the sun appears only fleetingly to those of us living in the northern hemisphere, I feel a deep connection with ancient ancestors.

Any one thinking of the Holy Child as born in December would mean by it exactly what we mean by it; that Christ is not merely a summer sun of the prosperous but a winter fire for the unfortunate.

It was two weeks before Christmas. A slow time of year for raising the dead.

Christmas time... is about bringing everyone together.

Jesus was not born on December 25th. There's carbon evidence of it. That freaks people out.

'Psychedelic' means mind-expanding.

Christmas is relentless. It's around the clock. I sit with my little ones in front of the TV screen, and we watch movie after movie after movie.

I was practically raised with Christmas music.

I really love what Chuck Berry did with Christmas music, and also the Rat Pack Christmas stuff, which I listened to all through my childhood.

I would like to do a role that has something to do with mysticism or even a supernatural one.

I'm literally obsessed with Christmas, and it's been my dream ever since I was a little girl to make a Christmas album.

'Kris Kringle' is a holiday musical for a new generation - a gorgeous score paired with a heartwarming tale of family and forgiveness.

From my point of view, this is the best time of the year. I don't love heat. I'm a winter guy.

Listing and counting have a spooky, magical power, and the holiday season is a spooky, magical time.

When I was 14, 15, 16, I was wearing 'Edward Scissorhands' and 'Nightmare before Christmas' stuff. I saw 'Sleepy Hollow' a dozen times.

When I was 12, I had a fondness for horror movies like the 'Wolfman.' The boy next door said I should read Poe.

Of all the quirky, inexplicable, reindeer-embellished holiday traditions out there, making your own Yule log might take the cake.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; — This it is, and nothing more.

And I want to rock your gypsy soul Just like way back in the days of old And magnificently we will fold into the mystic

More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.

The sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon.

I am not from east or west not up from the ground or out of the ocean my place is placeless a trace of the traceless I belong to the beloved

Edgar Allan Poe is considered the great writer of horror stories, perhaps the greatest - I will say the greatest

Every day can be like Christmas in its love and its peace if our hearts open up and make room for love. The holy child is waiting to be born in every instant, not just once a year.