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“Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

“When you wake up in the morning, Pooh," said Piglet at last, "what's the first thing you say to yourself?"

"What's for breakfast?" said Pooh. "What do you say, Piglet?"

"I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?" said Piglet.

Pooh nodded thoughtfully. "It's the same thing," he said.”
― A.A. Milne

“Alice laughed. 'There's no use trying,' she said. 'One can't believe impossible things.'

I daresay you haven't had much practice,' said the Queen. 'When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. There goes the shawl again!”
― Lewis Carroll

“I went to a restaurant that serves "breakfast at any time" so I ordered French toast during the Renaissance.”
― Steven Wright

“And now leave me in peace for a bit! I don't want to answer a string of questions while I am eating. I want to think!"

"Good Heavens!" said Pippin. "At breakfast?”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

“I like sex for breakfast, kid. I eat early and often.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Iced

“One should not attend even the end of the world without a good breakfast.”
― Robert A. Heinlein, Friday

“We've been rehearsing a classic from antiquity, Green Eggs and Hamlet, the story of a young prince of Denmark who goes mad, drowns his girlfriend, and in his remorse, forces spoiled breakfast on all whom he meets.”
― Christopher Moore, Fool

“If it's not chocolate, it's not breakfast.”
― Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

“All worries are less with wine.”
― Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words

“I know family comes first, but shouldn't that mean after breakfast?”
― Jeff Lindsay, Dearly Devoted Dexter

“I was seven before I realized that you could eat breakfast with your pants on.”
― Christopher Moore, Fool

“Remember the days when you let your child have some chocolate if he finished his cereal? Now, chocolate is one of the cereals.”
― Robert Orben

“Breakfast! My favorite meal- and you can be so creative. I think of bowls of sparkling berries and fresh cream, baskets of Popovers and freshly squeezed orange juice, thick country bacon, hot maple syrup, panckes and French toast - even the nutty flavor of Irish oatmeal with brown sugar and cream. Breaksfast is the place I splurge with calories, then I spend the rest of the day getting them off! I love to use my prettiest table settings - crocheted placemats with lace-edged napkins and old hammered silver. And whether you are inside in front of a fire, candles burning brightly on a wintery day - or outside on a patio enjoying the morning sun - whether you are having a group of friends and family, a quiet little brunch for two, or an even quieter little brunch just for yourself, breakfast can set the mood and pace of the whole day.

And Sunday is my day. Sometimes I think we get caught up in the hectic happenings of the weeks and months and we forget to take time out to relax. So one Sunday morning I decided to do things differently - now it's gotten to be a sort of ritual! This is what I do: at around 8:30 am I pull myself from my warm cocoon, fluff up the pillows and blankets and put some classical music on the stereo. Then I'm off to the kitchen, where I very calmly (so as not to wake myself up too much!) prepare my breakfast, seomthing extra nice - last week I had fresh pineapple slices wrapped in bacon and broiled, a warm croissant, hot chocolate with marshmallows and orange juice. I put it all on a tray with a cloth napkin, my book-of-the-moment and the "Travel" section of the Boston Globe and take it back to bed with me. There I spend the next two hours reading, eating and dreaming while the snowflakes swirl through the treetops outside my bedroom window. The inspiring music of Back or Vivaldi adds an exquisite elegance to the otherwise unruly scene, and I am in heaven. I found time to get in touch with myself and my life and i think this just might be a necessity! Please try it for yourself, and someone you love.”
― Susan Branch, Days from the Heart of the Home

“I have no idea what that is, but yawn, anyway, just on principle. Eat up. Pancakes is brain food.
Apparently not grammar food.
Wow.You college girls are mean.”
― Rachel Caine, Bite Club

“Everyone runs around trying to find a place where they still serve breakfast because eating breakfast, even if it's 5 o'clock in the afternoon, is a sign that the day has just begun and good things can still happen. Having lunch is like throwing in the towel.”
― Jonathan Goldstein, Lenny Bruce is Dead

“In the name of Bacon will you chicken me up that egg.
Shall I swallow cave-phantoms?”
― Samuel Beckett, Collected Poems in English and French

“Life, within doors, has few pleasanter prospects than a neatly-arranged and well-provisioned breakfast-table.”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne, The House of the Seven Gables

“Anisette! You will eat your food, not demonstrate aerial warfare across the table with it.”
― T. A. Miles, Raventide

“I’m really not hungry,â€� she repeated, lifting the coffee cup and inhaling the fragrant steam before sipping.

“Just a few bites,� he cajoled, taking his own place beside her. “You need to keep up your strength for tonight.�

She gave him a heated, slumberous look, remembering her fantasy. “Why? Are you planning something special?�

“I suppose I am,â€� he said consideringly. “It’s special every time we make love.”
― Linda Howard, Loving Evangeline

“It puzzled K., at least it puzzled him looking at it from the policemen's point of view, that they had made him go into the room and left him alone there, where he had ten different ways of killing himself. At the same time, though, he asked himself, this time looking at it from his own point of view, what reason he could have to do so. Because those two were sitting there in the next room and had taken his breakfast, perhaps?”
― Franz Kafka, The Trial

“When a woman didn't enjoy it, she leaves early in the morning. Those who had a nice time will wait until the sun comes out, requests breakfast and taxi money. In the morning that lady requested breakfast and taxi money. You don't ask for taxi money from somebody who raped you.”
― Julius Malema

“Her cuisine is limited but she has as good an idea of breakfast as a Scotchwoman."

[Sherlock Holmes, on Mrs. Hudson's cooking.]”
― Arthur Conan Doyle, The Naval Treaty - a Sherlock Holmes Short Story

“One consequential change is that people used to get most of their calories at breakfast and midday, with only the evening top-up at suppertime. Now those intakes are almost exactly reversed. Most of us consume the bulk--a sadly appropriate word here--of our calories in the evening and take them to bed with us, a practice that doesn't do any good at all.”
― Bill Bryson, At Home: A Short History of Private Life

“He expected pages and pages of bright pictures of pancakes of every variety shown in plain stacks, or built into castles or bridges or igloos, or shaped like airplanes or rowboats or fire engines. And pitchers of syrup to choose from -- partridge berry syrup, thimbleberry syrup, huckleberry syrup, bosenberry syrup, and raspberry syrup. Then there would be cheese plates and cheeses a la carte. Creamy cheeses, crumbly cheeses, and peculiar little cheeses in peculiar little clay pots.”
― Michael Hoeye, Time Stops for No Mouse

“A real prison breakfast" I said.
"Yeah, but we are free."
And that summed it up.”
― Patti Smith, Just Kids

“Breakfast alone by gaslight is about as ghastly as champagne in daylight.”
― Jessie Douglas Kerruish, The Undying Monster: A Tale of the Fifth Dimension

“Relations were never good (how comfortable can you really be with a race that sees you as a nutritious part of a complete breakfast).”
― John Scalzi, Old Man's War

“Poisoning us," Bren said, faced with what was a truly attractive service, and with the servants still in the room, "is a process of inconveniently many steps, though conservative of the furniture. One believes we may just have breakfast this morning, nadiin-ji.”
― C.J. Cherryh, Betrayer

“I came down as soon as I thought there was a prospect of breakfast.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre