The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree: the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other.
by Burton Hillis
at 2008-05-28
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Christmas, my child, is love in action. Every time we love, every time we give, it's Christmas.
by Dale Evans Rogers
at 2008-05-20
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God's work done God's way will never lack God's supply.
by Hudson Taylor
at 2008-05-20
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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 those days a decree went out from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be enrolled.
This was the first enrollment, when Quirini-us was governor of Syria. And all went to be enrolled,
each to his own city.
And Joseph also went up from Galilee, from the city of Nazareth, to Judea, to the city of David,
which is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and lineage of David,
to be enrolled with Mary, his betrothed, who was with child. And while they were there,
the time came for her to be delivered. And she gave birth to her first-born son and
wrapped him in swaddling cloths, and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.
by The Bible, Luke John 1:12
at 2008-08-19
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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 2008-06-19
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Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem
of Judea in the days of Herod the king,
behold, there came wise men from the east
to Jerusalem, saying, where is he that is
born King of the Jews? For we have seen
his star in the east, and are come to
worship him.
by Matthew 2:1-2
at 2008-06-11
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And she will bear a Son, and you shall
call His name Jesus, for it is He who
will save His people from their sins
by Matthew 1:21
at 2008-06-11
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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.
by Dr. Seuss
at 2008-06-11
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The very purpose of Christ's coming into the world was that he might offer up his life as a sacrifice for the sins of men. He came to die. This is the heart of Christmas.
by Rev. Billy Graham
at 2008-05-20
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Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree. In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall.
by Larry Wilde
at 2008-05-20
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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.
by Lenora Mattingly Weber
at 2008-05-20
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Yeah, there's a lot of bad 'isms' floatin' around this world, but one of the worst is commercialism. Make a buck, make a buck. Even in Brooklyn it's the same--don't care what Christmas stands for, just make a buck, make a buck.
by Alfred, Macy janitor
at 2008-05-20
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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 2008-05-20
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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.
at 2008-08-12
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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?
by Bill Watterson, Calvin & Hobbes
at 2008-05-20
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May God fill your life with love, joy and peace this Holiday Season and throughout the New Year.
at 2008-05-20
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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.
by Calvin Coolidge
at 2008-05-20
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Hey. If any of you are looking for any last-minute gift ideas for me, I have one. I'd like Frank Shirley, my boss, right here tonight. I want him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there on Melody Lane with all the other rich people and I want him brought right here, with a big ribbon on his head, and I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, four-flushing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, hopeless, heartless, fat-ass, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed sack of monkey he is. Hallelujah. Where's the Tylenol?
by Clark W Griswold
at 2008-05-20
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"Miracle on 34th Street" (1947)
[Doris is trying to convince Susan there is no Santa Claus]
Susan Walker: But he spoke Dutch to that girl.
Doris Walker: Susan, I speak French, but that doesn't make me Joan of Arc.
at 2008-06-19
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Why is Christmas just like a day at the office? You do all the work and the fat guy with the suit gets all the credit.
by Anonymous
at 2008-06-19
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Peace on earth will come to stay, when we live Christmas every day.
by Helen Steiner Rice
at 2008-05-28
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May the Joy and Peace of Christmas be with you now and throughout the new year.
at 2008-05-20
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Snowman: Hey Fozzie.
Fozzie Bear: Yes, Mr. Snowman?
Snowman: Did you hear about the church that burned down?
Statler, Waldorf: Holy smoke!
[they cackle]
by A Muppet Family Christmas (1987)
at 2008-08-12
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I wish we could put up some of the Christmas spirit in jars and open a jar of it every month.
