It comes every year and will go on forever. And along with Christmas belong the keepsakes and the customs. Those humble, everyday things a mother clings to, and ponders, like Mary in the secret spaces of her heart.
Christmas is a race to see which gives out first - your money or your feet.
From Home to home, and heart to heart, from one place to another. The warmth and joy of Christmas, brings us closer to each other.
A Christmas shopper's complaint is one of long-standing.
Heap on the wood!-the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.
Oh, for the good old days when people would stop Christmas shopping when they ran out of money.
Christmas is the season when you buy this year's gifts with next year's money.
Christmas is a bridge. We need bridges as the river of time flows past. Today's Christmas should mean creating happy hours for tomorrow and reliving those of yesterday.
Christmas is a time to expand our giving encompassing the friendless and needy ... near and far. Christmas is sharing.
Christmas is for children. But it is for grownups too. Even if it is a headache, a chore, and nightmare, it is a period of necessary defrosting of chill and hide-bound hearts.
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.
Christmas is not just a day, an event to be observed and speedily forgotten. It is a spirit which should permeate every part of our lives.
Christmas is sights, especially the sights of Christmas reflected in the eyes of a child.
Christmas is the season of joy, of holiday greetings exchanged, of gift-giving,and of families united.
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.
# 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 will always be in the hearts of God's children everywhere as they extend a helping hand to a friend in need ... as they go about reflecting God's goodness in the little quiet and unheralded expressions of a loving heart ... as they share the light of the world with those who live in darkness .
Don't expect too much of Christmas Day. You can't crowd into it any arrears of unselfishness and kindliness that may have accrued during the past twelve months.
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.
For centuries men have kept an appointment with Christmas. Christmas means fellowship, feasting, giving and receiving, a time of good cheer, home.
It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air.
It is the personal thoughtfulness, the warm human awareness, the reaching out of the self to one's fellow man that makes giving worthy of the Christmas spirit.
Mankind is a great, an immense family... This is proved by what we feel in our hearts at Christmas.
There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.
This is Christmas: not the tinsel, not the giving and receiving, not even the carols, but the humble heart that receives anew the wondrous gift, the Christ.