The excellence of a gift lies in its appropriateness rather than in its value.
That’s the true spirit of Christmas; people being helped by people other than me.
Being a traditionalist, I’m a rabid sucker for Christmas. In July, I’m already worried that there are only 146 shopping days left.
A good conscience is a continual Christmas.
One of the most glorious messes in the world is the mess created in the living room on Christmas day. Don’t clean it up too quickly.
The thing about Christmas is that it almost doesn’t matter what mood you’re in or what kind of a year you’ve had – it’s a fresh start.
He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.
The two most joyous times of the year are Christmas morning and the end of school.
It is a fine seasoning for joy to think of those we love.
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.
There’s something about a Christmas sweater that will always make me laugh.
We consider Christmas as the encounter, the great encounter, the historical encounter, the decisive encounter, between God and mankind. He who has faith knows this truly; let him rejoice.
At Christmas play and make good cheer, for Christmas comes but once a year.
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.
At Christmas, ‘It’s a Wonderful Life’ makes me cry in exactly the same places every time, even though I know it’s coming.
I wrapped my Christmas presents early this year, but I used the wrong paper. See, the paper I used said ‘Happy Birthday’ on it. I didn’t want to waste it so I just wrote ‘Jesus’ on it.
Christmas is, of course, the time to be home – in heart as well as body.
‘A Christmas Story’ has always meant a lot to me personally.
I don’t think Christmas is necessarily about things. It’s about being good to one another, it’s about the Christian ethic, it’s about kindness.
I once wanted to become an atheist, but I gave up – they have no holidays.
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.
Pets, like their owners, tend to expand a little over the Christmas period.
Nothing says holidays, like a cheese log.
The supernatural birth of Christ, his miracles, his resurrection and ascension, remain eternal truths, whatever doubts may be cast on their reality as historical facts.
A lovely thing about Christmas is that it’s compulsory, like a thunderstorm, and we all go through it together.
