Many banks have a new kind of Xmas club in operation. The new club helps you save money to pay for last year’s gifts.
at 2008-09-30
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Many banks have a new kind of Xmas club in operation. The new club helps you save money to pay for last year’s gifts.
at 2008-09-30
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Roses are reddish
Violets are bluish
If it weren't for Christmas
We'd all be Jewish.
by Benny Hill
at 2008-09-30
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Roses are reddish
Violets are bluish
If it weren't for Christmas
We'd all be Jewish.
by Benny Hill
at 2008-09-30
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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.
by Ogden Nash
at 2008-09-30
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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.
by Jay Leno
at 2008-09-30
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There's more, much more, to Christmas Than candlelight and cheer; It's the spirit of sweet friendship That brightens all year. It's thoughtfulness and kindness, It's hope reborn again, For peace, for understanding, And for goodwill to men!
at 2008-09-30
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May His Love and Presence fill you to overflowing and bring you a most Joyous Christmas.
at 2008-09-30
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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.
by Grace Noll Crowell
at 2008-09-30
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A lovely thing about Christmas is that it's compulsory, like a thunderstorm, and we all go through it together.
by Garrison Keillor
at 2008-09-15
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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.
by Grace Noll Crowell
at 2008-09-15
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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.
by Augusta E. Rundel
at 2008-09-15
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At Christmas a man is at his finest towards the finish of the year; He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season's here; Then he's thinking more of others than he's thought the months before, And the laughter of his children is a joy worth toiling for. He is less a selfish creature than at any other time; When the Christmas spirit rules him he comes close to the sublime...
by Edgar Guest
at 2008-09-15
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As the Holiday Season is upon us, we find ourselves reflecting on the past year and on those who have helped to shape our business in a most significant way. We value our relationship with you and look forward to working with you in the year to come. We wish you a very happy Holiday Season and a New Year filled with peace and prosperity.
at 2008-09-15
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And the angel said unto them, "Fear not! For, behold, I bring you tidings of great joy, Which shall be to all people. "For unto you is born this day in the city of David A Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you: Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, Lying in a manger.
by St. Luke 10-12
at 2008-09-15
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Fozzie Bear: Ah, Christmas. The time for Santa Claus and his eight flying rein-bear.
Snowman: That's reindeer.
Fozzie Bear: No, that's SNOW, DARLING!
by "A Muppet Family Christmas" (1987)
at 2008-09-15
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Doc: I don't care if the turkey said the dog was a turkey! The dog is not the turkey! The turkey's the turkey, you turkey!
by "A Muppet Family Christmas" (1987)
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The threat of Christmas hung in the air, visible already in the fretful look of passersby as they readied themselves for the meaningless but necessary rites of false jovialities and ill-considered gifts.
by Peter Dickinson
at 2008-09-03
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The threat of Christmas hung in the air, visible already in the fretful look of passersby as they readied themselves for the meaningless but necessary rites of false jovialities and ill-considered gifts.
by Peter Dickinson
at 2008-09-03
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Were it not for the shepherds, there would have been no reception. And were it not for a group of stargazers, there would have been no gifts.
by Max Lucado, "God Came Near"
at 2008-09-03
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Were it not for the shepherds, there would have been no reception. And were it not for a group of stargazers, there would have been no gifts.
by Max Lucado, "God Came Near"
at 2008-09-03
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The threat of Christmas hung in the air, visible already in the fretful look of passersby as they readied themselves for the meaningless but necessary rites of false jovialities and ill-considered gifts.
by Peter Dickinson
at 2008-09-03
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Let us remember that the Christmas heart is a giving heart, a wide open heart that thinks of others first. The birth of the baby Jesus stands as the most significant event in all history, because it has meant the pouring into a sick world of the healing medicine of love which has transformed all manner of hearts for almost two thousand years. Underneath all the bulging bundles is this beating Christmas heart.
by George Mathew Adams
at 2008-09-03
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We make a living by what we get but we make a life by what we give.
by Winston Churchill
at 2008-09-03
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"In the old days, it was not called the Holiday Season; the Christians called it 'Christmas' and went to church; the Jews called it 'Hanukka' and went to synagogue; the atheists went to parties and drank. People passing each other on the street would say 'Merry Christmas!' or 'Happy Hanukka!' or (to the atheists) 'Look out for the wall!'"
