Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love.
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.
Bless us Lord, this Christmas, with quietness of mind; Teach us to be patient and always to be kind.
At Christmas play and make good cheer, for Christmas comes but once a year.
I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.
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.
It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air.
There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.
A lovely thing about Christmas is that it's compulsory, like a thunderstorm, and we all go through it together.
The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree: the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other.
Peace on earth will come to stay, When we live Christmas every day.
Christmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas.
Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time.
Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl. But it warmed more than your body. It warmed your heart...filled it, too, with melody that would last forever.
Christmas gift suggestions: To your enemy, forgiveness. To an opponent, tolerance.
To your enemy, forgiveness. To an opponent, tolerance. To a friend, heart. To a customer, service. To all, charity. To every child, a good example. To you, respect.
Let us remember that the Christmas heart is a giving heart, a wide open heart that thinks of others first. The birth of the baby Jesus stands as the most significant event in all history, because it has meant the pouring into a sick world of the healing medicine of love which has transformed all manner of hearts for almost two thousand years... Underneath all the bulging bundles is this beating Christmas heart.
Whatever else be lost among the years, Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing: Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears, Let us hold close one day, remembering Its poignant meaning for the hearts of men. Let us get back our childlike faith again.
Happiness is not so much in having as sharing. We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.
We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.
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