A woman spent all Christmas Day in a telephone box without ringing anyone. If someone comes to phone, she leaves the box, then resumes her place afterwards. No one calls her either, but from a window in the street, someone watched her all day, no doubt since they had nothing better to do. The Christmas syndrome.
What kind of Christmas present would Jesus ask Santa for?
Christmas is built upon a beautiful and intentional paradox; that the birth of the homeless should be celebrated in every home.
G. K. Chesterton
People can’t concentrate properly on blowing other people to pieces if their minds are poisoned by thoughts suitable to the twenty-fifth of December.
Midnight, and the clock strikes. It is Christmas Day, the werewolves birthday, the door of the solstice still wide enough open to let them all slink through.
What life and death may be to a turkey is not my business; but the soul of Scrooge and the body of Cratchit are my business.
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.
Grace Noll Crowell
The universal joy of Christmas is certainly wonderful. We ring the bells when princes are born, or toll a mournful dirge when great men pass away. Nations have their red-letter days, their carnivals and festivals, but once in the year and only once, the whole world stands still to celebrate the advent of a life. Only Jesus of Nazareth claims this world-wide, undying remembrance. You cannot cut Christmas out of the Calendar, nor out of the heart of the world.
I wish we could put up some of the Christmas spirit in jars and open a jar of it every month.
Scrooge went to the church, and walked about the streets, and watched the people hurrying to and for, and patted the children on the head, and questioned beggars, and looked down into the kitchens of homes, and up to the windows, and found that everything could yield him pleasure.
Even as an adult I find it difficult to sleep on Christmas Eve. Yuletide excitement is a potent caffeine, no matter your age.
Christmas is a time when you get homesick – even when you’re home.
Any one thinking of the Holy Child as born in December would mean by it exactly what we mean by it; that Christ is not merely a summer sun of the prosperous but a winter fire for the unfortunate.
Christmas is just like your job. You do all the work and the fat guy with the suit gets all the credit.
I never believed in Santa Claus because I knew no white dude would come into my neighborhood after dark
I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.
Christmas is a necessity. There has to be at least one day of the year to remind us that we’re here for something else besides ourselves.
Christmas is not a date. It is a state of mind.
Mary Ellen Chase
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.
I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.
Anything that inspires unselfishness makes for our ennoblement. Christmas does that. I am all for Christmas.
I sometimes think we expect too much of Christmas Day. We try to crowd into it the long arrears of kindliness and humanity of the whole year.
Christmas is the season for kindling the fire of hospitality in the hall, the genial flame of charity in the heart.
A lovely thing about Christmas is that it’s compulsory, like a thunderstorm, and we all go through it together.
Call a truce, then, to our labors – let us feast with friends and neighbors, and be merry as the custom of our caste. For if “faint and forced the laughter,” and if sadness follow after, we are richer by one mocking Christmas past.
Wretched excess is an unfortunate human trait that turns a perfectly good idea such as Christmas into a frenzy of last-minute shopping.
Santa Claus wears a Red Suit, he must be a communist. And a beard and long hair, must be a pacifist. What’s in that pipe that he’s smoking?
Christmas itself may be called into question, If carried so far it creates indigestion.
Christmas is a conspiracy to make single people feel lonely.
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.
Please to put a nickel, please to put a dime. How petitions trickle in at Christmas time!
This is the month, and this the happy morn, wherein the Son of heaven’s eternal King, of wedded Maid and Virgin Mother born, our great redemption from above did bring.
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.
Bess Streeter Aldrich
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.
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.
Norman Vincent Peale
Christmas is a holiday that we celebrate not as individuals nor as a nation, but as a human family.
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.
Augusta E. Rundel
Christmas gift suggestions: To your enemy, forgiveness. To an opponent, tolerance. To a friend, your heart. To a customer, service. To all, charity. To every child, a good example. To yourself, respect.
When you with velvets mantled o’er, Defy December’s tempests frore, Oh! spare one garment from your store, To clothe the poor at Christmas.
William Robert Spencer
It is the most human and kindly of seasons, as fully penetrated and irradiated with the feeling of human brotherhood, which is the essential spirit of Christianity, as the month of June with sunshine and the balmy breath of roses.
George William Curtis
‘Twas Christmas broach’d the mightiest ale; ‘Twas Christmas told the merriest tale; A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man’s heart through half the year.
Instead of being a time of unusual behavior, Christmas is perhaps the only time in the year when people can obey their natural impulses and express their true sentiments without feeling self-conscious and, perhaps, foolish. Christmas, in short, is about the only chance a man has to be himself.
Francis C. Farley
Christmas, my child, is love in action. Every time we love, every time we give, it’s Christmas.
Dale Evans Rogers
Christ was born in the first century, yet he belongs to all centuries. He was born a Jew, yet He belongs to all races. He was born in Bethlehem, yet He belongs to all countries.
George W. Truett
God walked down the stairs of heaven with a Baby in His arms.
‘Twas Christmas broach’d the mightiest ale; ‘twas Christmas told the merriest tale; a Christmas gambol oft could cheer the poor man’s heart through half the year.
Sir Walter Scott
It is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas when its mighty Founder was a child Himself.
Christmas is the time for looking ahead courageously through the gates of the swiftly approaching new year … of resolving that the coming months will reflect a kinder, more forgiving and less heedless person than mirrored in the past.
Ellen V. Morgan
He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.
Roy L. Smith
Christmas began in the heart of God. It is complete only when it reaches the heart of man.
Three phrases that sum up Christmas are: Peace on Earth, Goodwill to Men, and Batteries not Included.
I once bought my kids a set of batteries for Christmas with a note on it saying, toys not included.
Merry Christmas! … What’s Christmas time to you but a time for paying bills without money; a time for finding yourself a year older, and not an hour richer; a time for balancing your books and having every item in ‘em through a round dozen of months presented against you? If I would work my will … every idiot who goes about with “Merry Christmas,” on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart.
Christmas begins about the first of December with an office party and ends when you finally realize what you spent, around April fifteenth of the next year.
The message of Christmas is that the visible material world is bound to the invisible spiritual world.
Christmas is for children. But it is for grown-ups too. Even if it is a headache, a chore, and nightmare, it is a period of necessary defrosting of chill and hide-bound hearts.
Lenora Mattingly Weber
May the spirit of Christmas bring you peace, The gladness of Christmas give you hope, The warmth of Christmas grant you love.
The spirit of Christmas is always near; it shines like a beacon throughout the year. Don’t look in a store or high on a shelf, for sharing and giving are found in yourself.
So stick up ivy and the bays, and then restore the heathen ways, green will remind you of the Spring, though this great day denies the thing, and mortifies the earth, and all, but your wild revels, and loose hall.
From a commercial point of view, if Christmas did not exist it would be necessary to invent it.
Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveller, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quiet home!
There is no more dangerous or disgusting habit than that of celebrating Christmas before it comes.
Be merry all, be merry all, With holly dress the festive hall; Prepare the song, the feast, the ball, To welcome merry Christmas.
William Robert Spencer
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!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Wouldn’t life be worth the living Wouldn’t dreams be coming true If we kept the Christmas spirit All the whole year through?
The universal joy of Christmas is certainly wonderful. We ring the bells when princes are born, or toll a mournful dirge when great men pass away. Nations have their red-letter days, their carnivals and festivals, but once in the year and only once, the whole world stands still to celebrate the advent of a life.