Top Quotes by Clement Clarke Moore

T’was the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

Clement Clarke Moore

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

Clement Clarke Moore

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky. So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, with the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

Clement Clarke Moore

He had a broad face and a little round belly, that shook, when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.

Clement Clarke Moore