Life is like that. Sometimes at the height of our reveries, when our joy is at its zenith, when all is most right with the world, the most unthinkable disasters descend upon us.
by National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation (1989)
at 2008-11-04
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The worst gift is a fruitcake. There is only one fruitcake in the entire world, and people keep sending it to each other.
by Johnny Carson
at 2008-05-20
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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 2008-05-20
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“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.”
by Shirley Temple
at 2008-08-06
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” What do you call people who are afraid of Santa Claus? Claustrophobic.”
at 2008-05-20
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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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“I do like Christmas on the whole…. In its clumsy way, it does approach Peace and Goodwill. But it is clumsier every year.”
at 2008-08-06
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"Once again we find ourselves enmeshed in the Holiday Season, that very special time of year when we join with our loved ones in sharing centuries-old traditions such as trying to find a parking space at the mall. We traditionally do this in my family by driving around the parking lot until we see a shopper emerge from the mall, then we follow her, in very much the same spirit as the Three Wise Men, who 2,000 years ago followed a star, week after week, until it led them to a parking space."
by Dave Barry
at 2008-08-19
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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.
by Bess Streeter Aldrich
at 2008-05-20
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Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love!
by Hamilton Wright Mabie
at 2008-10-28
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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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There is a remarkable breakdown of taste and intelligence at Christmastime. Mature, responsible grown men wear neckties made of holly leaves and drink alcoholic beverages with raw egg yolks and cottage cheese in them.
by P.J. O'Rourke
at 2008-12-16
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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 2008-12-01
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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.
by Oren Arnold
at 2008-05-20
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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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Many banks have a new kind of Christmas club in operation. The new club helps you save money to pay for last year’s gifts.
at 2008-05-20
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Joy came down on Christmas Day
As angels came to earth
Heralding the miracle
of our Messiah's birth.
at 2008-05-20
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"A Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to You"
at 2008-05-20
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“For centuries men have kept an appointment with Christmas. Christmas means fellowship, feasting, giving and receiving, a time of good cheer, home.”
at 2008-08-06
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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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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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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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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.
