During the first 13 centuries after the birth of Jesus in Bethlehem, no one thought of setting up a creche to celebrate Christmas. The pre-eminent Christian holiday was Easter, not Christmas.
In our open society, we are inclined to give to the less fortunate for the pure goodness of giving. We open our home to those who are alone on this holiday to spread some warmth into the life of another.
Once again, we come to the Holiday Season, a deeply religious time that each of us observes, in his own way, by going to the mall of his choice.
Santa Claus has the right idea – visit people only once a year.
I love the excitement, the childlike spirit of innocence and just about everything that goes along with Christmas.
Christmas… is not an external event at all, but a piece of one’s home that one carries in one’s heart.
The main reason Santa is so jolly is because he knows where all the bad girls live.
Christmas is a time of year that’s so romantic.
The spirit of Christmas is the spirit of love and of generosity and of goodness. It illuminates the picture window of the soul, and we look out upon the world’s busy life and become more interested in people than in things.
The Supreme Court has ruled that they cannot have a nativity scene in Washington, D.C. This wasn’t for any religious reasons. They couldn’t find three wise men and a virgin.
Please to put a nickel, please to put a dime. How petitions trickle in at Christmas time!
Christmas renews our youth by stirring our wonder. The capacity for wonder has been called our most pregnant human faculty, for in it are born our art, our science, our religion.
Christmas, children, is not a date. It is a state of mind.
I love giving gifts and I love receiving them. I really like giving little kids extravagant gifts. You see their little faces light up and they get excited. If it’s a really good gift, I love receiving it, like jewels, small islands.
People say I don’t write books, I make Christmas presents.
I get a little behind during Lent, but it comes out even at Christmas.
Christmas is a season not only of rejoicing but of reflection.
My Christmases have always just been very simple and about family.
Every year we celebrate the holy season of Advent, O God. Every year we pray those beautiful prayers of longing and waiting, and sing those lovely songs of hope and promise.
Christmas is joy, religious joy, an inner joy of light and peace.
Christmas is doing a little something extra for someone.
Mail your packages early so the post office can lose them in time for Christmas.
Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn’t come from a store.
Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childhood days, recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth, and transport the traveler back to his own fireside and quiet home!
There are a lot of Grinches out there that would like nothing better than to take any references to religion out of the holiday season.
