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.
Always winter but never Christmas.
A lovely thing about Christmas is that it's compulsory, like a thunderstorm, and we all go through it together.
When we recall Christmas past, we usually find that the simplest things - not the great occasions - give off the greatest glow of happiness.
The smells of Christmas are the smells of childhood
A man wrapped up in himself always suffocates. But his loved ones will forever hold in their hearts the memory of that Christmas.
If my Valentine you won't be, I'll hang myself on your Christmas tree.
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.
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?
He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.
I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Christmas, children, is not a date. It is a state of mind.Christmas is doing a little something extra for someone.Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.
Christmas can be celebrated in the school room with pine trees, tinsel and reindeers, but there must be no mention of the man whose birthday is being celebrated. One wonders how a teacher would answer if a student asked why it was called Christmas.
My idea of Christmas, whether old-fashioned or modern, is very simple: loving others. Come to think of it, why do we have to wait for Christmas to do that?
Want to keep Christ in Christmas? Feed the hungry, clothe the naked, forgive the guilty, welcome the unwanted, care for the ill, love your enemies, and do unto others as you would have done unto you.
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.
How many observe Christ's birthday! How few, His precepts!
Christmas doesn't come from a store, maybe Christmas perhaps means a little bit more....
The main reason Santa is so jolly is because he knows where all the bad girls live.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before! What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas...perhaps...means a little bit more!
One can never have enough socks, said Dumbledore. Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn't get a single pair. People will insist on giving me books.
Christmas, my child, is love in action.
Christmas is doing a little something extra for someone
Christmas that magic blanket that wraps itself about us, that something so intangible that it is like a fragrance. It may weave a spell of nostalgia. Christmas may be a day of feasting, or of prayer, but always it will be a day of remembrance a day in which we think of everything we have ever loved.
Christmas! The very word brings joy to our hearts. No matter how we may dread the rush, the long Christmas lists for gifts and cards to be bought and given when Christmas Day comes there is still the same warm feeling we had as children, the same warmth that enfolds our hearts and our homes.
Bless us Lord, this Christmas, with quietness of mind; Teach us to be patient and always to be kind.
Ask your children two questions this Christmas. First: What do you want to give to others for Christmas? Second: What do you want for Christmas? The first fosters generosity of heart and an outward focus. The second can breed selfishness if not tempered by the first.
Are you willing to believe that love is the strongest thing in the world stronger than hate, stronger than evil, stronger than death and that the blessed life which began in Bethlehem nineteen hundred years ago is the image and brightness of the Eternal Love? Then you can keep Christmas.
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.
An inner sense of peace, a holy light Illumines life and sets these days apart.
There is a Christmas song upon the air, There is a joy innate within the heart;
Until one feels the spirit of Christmas, there is no Christmas. All else is outward display so much tinsel and decorations. For it isn't the holly, it isn't the snow. It isn't the tree not the firelight's glow. It's the warmth that comes to the hearts of men when the Christmas spirit returns again.
This time of year means being kind to everyone we meet, To share a smile with strangers we may pass along the street.
Christmas is forever, not for just one day, for loving, sharing, giving, are not to put away like bells and lights and tinsel, in some box upon a shelf. The good you do for others is good you do yourself.
And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.
I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know, Where the tree tops glisten And children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
May Christmas lend a special charm To all you chance to do. And may the season light your way To hopes and dreams anew.
What is Christmas? It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace.
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.
Christmas is not a time or a season but a state of mind. To cherish peace and good will, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas.
Let us have music for Christmas Sound the trumpet of joy and rebirth; Let each of us try, with a song in our hearts, To bring peace to men on earth.
Mankind is a great, an immense family. This is proved by what we feel in our hearts at Christmas.
I love the Christmas-tide, and yet, I notice this, each year I live; I always like the gifts I get, But how I love the gifts I give!
And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play,
Christmas is not just a time for festivity and merry making. It is more than that. It is a time for the contemplation of eternal things. The Christmas spirit is a spirit of giving and forgiving.
For centuries men have kept an appointment with Christmas. Christmas means fellowship, feasting, giving and receiving, a time of good cheer, home.
Probably the reason we all go so haywire at Christmas time with the endless unrestrained and often silly buying of gifts is that we don't quite know how to put our love into words.
The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree: the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other.
To us this day a child is given, To crown us with the joy of heaven.
Good news from heaven the angels bring, Glad tidings to the earth they sing:
Christmas is most truly Christmas when we celebrate it by giving the light of love to those who need it most.
Christmas is the season of joy, of holiday greetings exchanged, of gift-giving, and of families united.
I wish we could put up some of the Christmas spirit in jars and open a jar of it every month.
Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.
Christmas is not as much about opening our presents as opening our hearts.
Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love!
Each sight, each sound of Christmas And fragrances sublime Make hearts and faces happy This glorious Christmastime.
Christmas now surrounds us, Happiness is everywhere Our hands are busy with many tasks As carols fill the air.
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.