Christmas is the day that holds all time together.
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart.
Christmas is a season for kindling the fire for hospitality in the hall, the genial flame of charity in the heart.
Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love. It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air.
Christmas! The very word brings joy to our hearts.
I sometimes think we expect too much of Christmas Day. We try to crowd into it the long arrears of kindliness and humanity of the whole year. As for me, I like to take my Christmas a little at a time, all through the year.
I have always thought of Christmas time... as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time.
A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man's heart through half the year.
The earth has grown old with its burden of care, But at Christmas it always is young.
England was merry England, when Old Christmas brought his sports again. 'Twas Christmas broach'd the mightiest ale; 'Twas Christmas told the merriest tale; A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man's heart through half the year.
Bless us Lord, this Christmas, with quietness of mind; Teach us to be patient and always to be kind.
Nothing's as mean as giving a little child something useful for Christmas.
Christmas is not in tinsel and lights and outward show. The secret lies in an inner glow. It's lighting a fire inside the heart. Good will and joy a vital part. It's higher thought and a greater plan. It's glorious dream in the soul of man.
Oh look, yet another Christmas TV special! How touching to have the meaning of Christmas brought to us by cola, fast food, and beer... Who'd have ever guessed that product consumption, popular entertainment, and spirituality would mix so harmoniously?
I hear that in many places something has happened to Christmas; that it is changing from a time of merriment and carefree gaiety to a holiday which is filled with tedium; that many people dread the day and the obligation to give Christmas presents is a nightmare to weary, bored souls; that the children of enlightened parents no longer believe in Santa Claus; that all in all, the effort to be happy and have pleasure makes many honest hearts grow dark with despair instead of beaming with good will and cheerfulness.
I once wanted to become an atheist, but I gave up - they have no holidays.
Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many other lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?
I do like Christmas on the whole.... In its clumsy way, it does approach Peace and Goodwill. But it is clumsier every year.
At Christmas A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year; He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season's here; Then he's thinking more of others than he's thought the months before, And the laughter of his children is a joy worth toiling for. He is less a selfish creature than at any other time; When the Christmas spirit rules him he comes close to the sublime.
The only real blind person at Christmas time is he who has not Christmas in his heart.
Only in souls the Christ is brought to birth, And there He lives and dies.
Christmas day is a day of joy and charity. May God make you very rich in both.
And therefore, Uncle, though it has never put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe that [Christmas] has done me good, and will do me good; and I say, God bless it!
Isn't it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for - I don't know what exactly, but it's something that you don't mind so much not having at other times.
The holiest of holidays are those kept by ourselves in silence and apart; The secret anniversaries of the heart.
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