At Christmas play and make good cheer, for Christmas comes but once a year.
Christmas is the day that holds all time together.
Christmas... is not an external event at all, but a piece of one's home that one carries in one's heart.
Christmas, my child, is love in action. Every time we love, every time we give, it's Christmas.
Now, the essence, the very spirit of Christmas is that we first make believe a thing is so, and lo, it presently turns out to be so.
Christmas isn't a season. It's a feeling.
There are no strangers on Christmas Eve.
If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.
Christmas is, of course, the time to be home - in heart as well as body.
The excellence of a gift lies in its appropriateness rather than in its value.
Your children need your presence more than your presents.
Every gift which is given, even though is be small, is in reality great, if it is given with affection.
The main reason Santa is so jolly is because he knows where all the bad girls live.
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.
Mail your packages early so the post office can lose them in time for Christmas.
Let's be naughty and save Santa the trip.
Nothing says holidays, like a cheese log.
That's the true spirit of Christmas; people being helped by people other than me.
I once bought my kids a set of batteries for Christmas with a note on it saying, toys not included.
Handmade presents are scary because they reveal that you have too much free time.
There are some people who want to throw their arms round you simply because it is Christmas; there are other people who want to strangle you simply because it is Christmas.
I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six. Mother took me to see him in a department store and he asked for my autograph.
What I don't like about office Christmas parties is looking for a job the next day.
Pets, like their owners, tend to expand a little over the Christmas period.
If you haven't got any charity in your heart, you have the worst kind of heart trouble.
Santa Claus has the right idea - visit people only once a year.
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.
Our children await Christmas presents like politicians getting in election returns: there's the Uncle Fred precinct and the Aunt Ruth district still to come in.
I once wanted to become an atheist, but I gave up - they have no holidays.
A lovely thing about Christmas is that it's compulsory, like a thunderstorm, and we all go through it together.
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.
Guilt: the gift that keeps on giving.
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.
Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn't come from a store.
T'was the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
At Christmas, "It's a Wonderful Life" makes me cry in exactly the same places every time, even though I know it's coming.
Coming from Chicago, I like a white Christmas.
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.
Christmas, children, is not a date. It is a state of mind.
I love Christmas, not just because of the presents but because of all the decorations and lights and the warmth of the season.
Santa is our culture's only mythic figure truly believed in by a large percentage of the population. It's a fact that most of the true believers are under eight years old, and that's a pity.
To perceive Christmas through its wrappings becomes more difficult with every year.
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.
I'm not materialistic. I believe in presents from the heart, like a drawing that a child does.
Please to put a nickel, please to put a dime. How petitions trickle in at Christmas time!
A good conscience is a continual Christmas.
Unless we make Christmas an occasion to share our blessings, all the snow in Alaska won't make it 'white'.
He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Christmas in Bethlehem. The ancient dream: a cold, clear night made brilliant by a glorious star, the smell of incense, shepherds and wise men falling to their knees in adoration of the sweet baby, the incarnation of perfect love.
The real evidence for Jesus and Christianity is in how Jesus and the Christianity based on him manifest themselves in the lives of practicing Christians.
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!
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 a season for kindling the fire for hospitality in the hall, the genial flame of charity in the heart.
When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings at Christmas time. Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs?
Expectancy is the atmosphere for miracles.
The earth has grown old with its burden of care But at Christmas it always is young, The heart of the jewel burns lustrous and fair And its soul full of music breaks the air, When the song of angels is sung.
The Christian faith can never be separated from the soil of sacred events, from the choice made by God, who wanted to speak to us, to become man, to die and rise again, in a particular place and at a particular time.