I got up one Christmas morning and we didn't have nothing to eat. We didn't have an apple we didn't have an orange we didn't have a cake we didn't have nothing.

It means a lot in my business and its a wonderful feeling to be recognized for what you have done over a lifetime but I didn't go crazy. I still eat my cereal in the morning have a sandwich in the afternoon go to bed at night. You know nothing really different.

Whereas I used to get depressed or neurotic or dwell on things I see my son's bright eyes and smile in the morning and suddenly I don't feel like I'm depressed anymore. There's nothing to be depressed about when you've got that.

I had the perfect job for a gamer. From February to October I'd get up at 7 in the morning with nothing to do but play games until I had to be at the park around 1 or 2 o'clock. When I got back after the game I played until 3 or 4 in the morning.

There's nothing in the world more silent than the telephone the morning after everybody pans your play. It won't ring from room service your mother won't be calling you. If the phone has not rung by 8 in the morning you're dead.

I'll never forget one morning I walked in and I had a hell of a bruise - it had been a difficult night the night before - and a client said to me 'Good God Vidal what happened to your face?' And I said 'Oh nothing madam I just fell over a hairpin.'

Swallow a toad in the morning and you will encounter nothing more disgusting the rest of the day.

And I know this happens because I took economics and I'd explain it to ya but I flunked that course. Not my fault. They taught it at 8 o'clock in the morning. And there is absolutely nothing you can learn out of one bloodshot eye.

There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.

It was a splendid summer morning and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong.