christmas

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5a57562	"One can never have enough socks," said Dumbledore. "Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn't get a single pair. People will insist on giving me books."	family christmas deathly-hallows socks joke desire	J.K. Rowling
d153b23	Want to keep Christ in Christmas? Feed the hungry, clothe the naked, forgive the guilty, welcome the unwanted, care for the ill, love your enemies, and do unto others as you would have done unto you.	clothe ill christianity jesus care motivational life love inspirational feed unwanted hungry welcome golden-rule christmas service naked christ forgive enemies guilty	Steve Maraboli
ec7455e	Christmas is built upon a beautiful and intentional paradox; that the birth of the homeless should be celebrated in every home.	nativity christmas jesus-christ	G.K. Chesterton
a70bf01	At one time, most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed, it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old, the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe.	bell christmas old young	Chris Van Allsburg
45f7c91	No matter how much falls on us, we keep plowing ahead. That's the only way to keep the roads clear.	persistence love inspirational endurance labor resilience christmas practice	Greg Kincaid
534fb4f	I know what I really want for Christmas. I want my childhood back. Nobody is going to give me that. I might give at least the memory of it to myself if I try. I know it doesn't make sense, but since when is Christmas about sense, anyway? It is about a child, of long ago and far away, and it is about the child of now. In you and me. Waiting behind the door of or hearts for something wonderful to happen. A child who is impractical, unrealistic, simpleminded and terribly vulnerable to joy.	christmas children	Robert Fulghum
a3e8e1b	Seeing is believing, but sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see.	christmas	Chris Van Allsburg
0f9301c	"Let the children have their night of fun and laughter. Let the gifts of Father Christmas delight their play. Let us grown-ups share to the full in their unstinted pleasures before we turn again to the stern task and the formidable years that lie before us, resolved that, by our sacrifice and daring, these same children shall not be robbed of their inheritance or denied their right to live in a free and decent world." Winston Churchill Christmas Eve Message, 1941 as printed in "In the Dark Streets Shineth."	hope christmas	David McCullough
4a06bb4	Good for Christmas-time is the ruddy colour of the cloak in which--the tree making a forest of itself for her to trip through, with her basket--Little Red Riding-Hood comes to me one Christmas Eve to give me information of the cruelty and treachery of that dissembling Wolf who ate her grandmother, without making any impression on his appetite, and then ate her, after making that ferocious joke about his teeth. She was my first love. I felt that if I could have married Little Red Riding-Hood, I should have known perfect bliss. But, it was not to be; and there was nothing for it but to look out the Wolf in the Noah's Ark there, and put him late in the procession on the table, as a monster who was to be degraded.	christmas-eve little-red dickens noah-s-ark fairytale fairytales wolves christmas red wolf little-red-riding-hood	Charles Dickens
80d9c3b	There is something about Christmas that requires a rug rat. Little kids make Christmas fun. I wonder if could rent one for the holidays. When I was tiny we would by a real tree and stay up late drinking hot chocolate and finding just the right place for the special decorations. It seems like my parents gave up the magic when I figured out the Santa lie. Maybe I shouldn't have told them I knew where the presents really came from. It broke their hearts.	santa christmas innocence	Laurie Halse Anderson
96aa867	In another Christmas story, Dale Pearson, evil developer, self-absorbed woman hater, and seemingly unredeemable curmudgeon, might be visited in the night by a series of ghosts who, by showing him bleak visions of Christmas future, past, and present, would bring about in him a change to generosity, kindness, and a general warmth toward his fellow man. But this is not that kind of Christmas story, so here, in not too many pages, someone is going to dispatch the miserable son of a bitch with a shovel. That's the spirit of Christmas yet to come in these parts. Ho, ho, ho.	murder humor christmas	Christopher Moore
817d3b5	Thanksgiving is the holiday that encompasses all others. All of them, from Martin Luther King Day to Arbor Day to Christmas to Valentine's Day, are in one way or another about being thankful.	holidays thanksgiving christmas thankful	Jonathan Safran Foer
e91f5d2	I don't know what I believe. I guess that makes me a Christmas Tree Agnostic.	spirituality religion isla-martin isla-and-the-happily-ever-after agnosticism christmas-tree christmas beliefs believe belief teen ya	Stephanie Perkins
f6b6335	"The only bright spot in the entire evening was the presence of Kevin "Tubby" Matchwell, the eleven-year-old porker who tackled the role of Santa with a beguiling authenticity. The false beard tended to muffle his speech, but they could hear his chafing thighs all the way to the North Pole."	humor santa christmas	David Sedaris
b1731f9	Nick chided a censor, who wished some books gone, and suggested she scan Fahrenheit 451. For the book-budget cutters, Old Claus had no plan, cause if they could read, they just read Ayn Rand.	library jobs librarian christmas	David Davis
b03314f	The bell still rings for all who truly believe	christmas	Chris Van Allsburg
0387378	There is at Christmas time a great deal of hypocrisy, honourable hypocrisy, hypocrisy undertaken pour le bon motif, c'est entendu, but nevertheless hypocrisy!	christmas-spirit poirot christmas hypocrisy	Agatha Christie
2367ea0	"I may plan to make Christ the center of Christmas, but when I wait until December to focus on celebrating His birthday, I become entangled in Christmas lights, holiday baking, and festive engagements, often wondering if I've experienced the illusive "true meaning" of Christmas."	inspirational christmas	Ann Marie Stewart
4fab3a1	It's been my experience that most folk who ride trains could care less where they're going. For them it's the journey itself and the people they meet along the way. You see, at every stop this train makes, a little bit of America, a little bit of your country, gets on and says hello. That's why trains are so popular at Christmas. People get on to meet their country over the holidays. They're looking for some friendship, a warm body to talk to. People don't rush on a train, because that's not what trains are for. How do you put a dollar value on that? What accounting line does that go on?	trains christmas	David Baldacci
e3500e5	I long to look at my holiday season with eyes that see the Christ in Christmas.	inspirational christmas	Ann Marie Stewart
f5b061b	Jack Frost hibernates from March to November, dreaming snowflake designs to share in December. With glittering breath, snowstorms, and blue blizzards, lakes made of crystal, he's an icy wizard! People assume winter will be harsh, cold, and cruel and that Jack must be a wicked, cold-weather ghoul. But he's truly an artist, known as Bringer of Ice, and although his heart is cold, he's really quite nice.	winter jack-frost christmas snow	Claudine Carmel
0236314	You can't undo loss. You can't unmake a mistake.	winter life love my-true-love-gave-to-me first-kiss christmas holiday	Stephanie Perkins
78d229c	In addition to the smells of mince and pumpkin pies, the Sage and onions of turkey stuffing, another aroma floated in the air, the very essence of Santa Claus. Years later, when I was grown up, I still remembered that marvelous fragrance and recognized it as Scotch whisky.	bad-santa unintended-consequences santa-claus scotch 2001 christmas alcoholism	Lloyd Alexander
73a40f9	Christmas Eve, 1955, Benny Profane, wearing black levis, suede jacket, sneakers and big cowboy hat, happened to pass through Norfolk, Virginia. Given to sentimental impulses, he thought he'd look in on the Sailor's Grave, his old tin can's tavern on East Main Street.	christmas	Thomas Pynchon
9ddb79d	Not always getting what you want, but sometimes getting what you need.	winter life love my-true-love-gave-to-me first-kiss christmas holiday	Stephanie Perkins
1ee3893	Things are not always how they seem.	winter life love my-true-love-gave-to-me first-kiss christmas holiday	Stephanie Perkins
38c9be7	If you like someone, you should have to make an effort.	winter life love my-true-love-gave-to-me first-kiss christmas holiday	Stephanie Perkins
4cdacc5	Every night is Christmas Eve on old East Main, Sailors and their sweethearts all agree. Neon signs of red and green Shine upon the friendly scene, Welcoming you in from off the sea. Santa's bag is filled with all your dreams come true: Nickel beers that sparkle like champagne, Barmaids who all love to screw, All of them reminding you It's Christmas Eve on old East Main.	christmas	Thomas Pynchon
401af74	"He gave us taste buds, then filled the world with incredible flavors like chocolate and cinnamon and all the other spices. He gave us eyes to perceive color and then filled the world with a rainbow of shades. He gave us sensitive ears and then filled the world with rhythms and music. Your capacity for enjoyment is evidence of God's love for you. He could have made the world tasteless, colorless, and silent. The Bible says that God "richly provides us with everything for our enjoyment." He didn't have to do it, but he did, because He loves us."	worth joy christianity jesus religion god love inspirational worthy christmas gift holiday purpose peace	Rick Warren
980dbdb	Lights from across the bay twinkled in the night and Christmas carols played softly in the background. She wished for snow to fall to add to the season.	music christmas-carols season christmas fall snow	Sharon Brubaker
14fcaf9	"Mandy was thinking back to when she was five years old, when she, her parents and Jud went outside before Christmas and had a snowball fight with the gray snow of Sydney Mines. "This is a wicked blast," Jud would say, and Mandy would snap photos with a 35mm disposable film camera, photos she wished very much she could step into sometimes."	photography family 35mm-camera snowball-fight wicked-blast cape-breton nova-scotia sister brother coal canada christmas fake siblings snow	Rebecca McNutt
93fbd3c	"Maybe a holiday miracle will change Mearth's awful behavior," Mandy suggested with optimism. "The only holiday miracle around here is that Mearth hasn't murdered us both yet," said Alecto, lighting another cigarette, his hands shaking erratically. He looked exhausted and terrified, his gray eyes soulless. "Do you know what Mearth likes, Alecto?" Mandy questioned. "Vegetables, she likes celery a lot, and lettuce," Alecto responded in a quiet monotone. "I don't know what else she likes. I've never asked her." "Well, she has to like something... doesn't everyone?" "Not her, Mandy Valems."	present miracle murder humor going-green hoiday lettuce mother-earth comedy cigarette christmas vegetables gift	Rebecca McNutt
48fb4cb	Far off down the road, through the lazily drifting snowflakes, they could hear the merry sound of sleigh bells. Their gay little tinkling flying ahead of the sleigh and lighting up the night with sparks.	sleigh snowflakes christmas	Betty MacDonald

5a57562

"One can never have enough socks," said Dumbledore. "Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn't get a single pair. People will insist on giving me books."

family christmas deathly-hallows socks joke desire

J.K. Rowling

d153b23

Want to keep Christ in Christmas? Feed the hungry, clothe the naked, forgive the guilty, welcome the unwanted, care for the ill, love your enemies, and do unto others as you would have done unto you.

clothe ill christianity jesus care motivational life love inspirational feed unwanted hungry welcome golden-rule christmas service naked christ forgive enemies guilty

Steve Maraboli

ec7455e

Christmas is built upon a beautiful and intentional paradox; that the birth of the homeless should be celebrated in every home.

nativity christmas jesus-christ

G.K. Chesterton

a70bf01

At one time, most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed, it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old, the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe.

bell christmas old young

Chris Van Allsburg

45f7c91

No matter how much falls on us, we keep plowing ahead. That's the only way to keep the roads clear.

persistence love inspirational endurance labor resilience christmas practice

Greg Kincaid

534fb4f

I know what I really want for Christmas. I want my childhood back. Nobody is going to give me that. I might give at least the memory of it to myself if I try. I know it doesn't make sense, but since when is Christmas about sense, anyway? It is about a child, of long ago and far away, and it is about the child of now. In you and me. Waiting behind the door of or hearts for something wonderful to happen. A child who is impractical, unrealistic, simpleminded and terribly vulnerable to joy.

christmas children

Robert Fulghum

a3e8e1b

Seeing is believing, but sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see.

christmas

Chris Van Allsburg

0f9301c

"Let the children have their night of fun and laughter. Let the gifts of Father Christmas delight their play. Let us grown-ups share to the full in their unstinted pleasures before we turn again to the stern task and the formidable years that lie before us, resolved that, by our sacrifice and daring, these same children shall not be robbed of their inheritance or denied their right to live in a free and decent world." Winston Churchill Christmas Eve Message, 1941 as printed in "In the Dark Streets Shineth."

hope christmas

David McCullough

4a06bb4

Good for Christmas-time is the ruddy colour of the cloak in which--the tree making a forest of itself for her to trip through, with her basket--Little Red Riding-Hood comes to me one Christmas Eve to give me information of the cruelty and treachery of that dissembling Wolf who ate her grandmother, without making any impression on his appetite, and then ate her, after making that ferocious joke about his teeth. She was my first love. I felt that if I could have married Little Red Riding-Hood, I should have known perfect bliss. But, it was not to be; and there was nothing for it but to look out the Wolf in the Noah's Ark there, and put him late in the procession on the table, as a monster who was to be degraded.

christmas-eve little-red dickens noah-s-ark fairytale fairytales wolves christmas red wolf little-red-riding-hood

Charles Dickens

80d9c3b

There is something about Christmas that requires a rug rat. Little kids make Christmas fun. I wonder if could rent one for the holidays. When I was tiny we would by a real tree and stay up late drinking hot chocolate and finding just the right place for the special decorations. It seems like my parents gave up the magic when I figured out the Santa lie. Maybe I shouldn't have told them I knew where the presents really came from. It broke their hearts.

santa christmas innocence

Laurie Halse Anderson

96aa867

In another Christmas story, Dale Pearson, evil developer, self-absorbed woman hater, and seemingly unredeemable curmudgeon, might be visited in the night by a series of ghosts who, by showing him bleak visions of Christmas future, past, and present, would bring about in him a change to generosity, kindness, and a general warmth toward his fellow man. But this is not that kind of Christmas story, so here, in not too many pages, someone is going to dispatch the miserable son of a bitch with a shovel. That's the spirit of Christmas yet to come in these parts. Ho, ho, ho.

murder humor christmas

Christopher Moore

817d3b5

Thanksgiving is the holiday that encompasses all others. All of them, from Martin Luther King Day to Arbor Day to Christmas to Valentine's Day, are in one way or another about being thankful.

holidays thanksgiving christmas thankful

Jonathan Safran Foer

e91f5d2

I don't know what I believe. I guess that makes me a Christmas Tree Agnostic.

spirituality religion isla-martin isla-and-the-happily-ever-after agnosticism christmas-tree christmas beliefs believe belief teen ya

Stephanie Perkins

f6b6335

"The only bright spot in the entire evening was the presence of Kevin "Tubby" Matchwell, the eleven-year-old porker who tackled the role of Santa with a beguiling authenticity. The false beard tended to muffle his speech, but they could hear his chafing thighs all the way to the North Pole."

humor santa christmas

David Sedaris

b1731f9

Nick chided a censor, who wished some books gone, and suggested she scan Fahrenheit 451. For the book-budget cutters, Old Claus had no plan, cause if they could read, they just read Ayn Rand.

library jobs librarian christmas

David Davis

b03314f

The bell still rings for all who truly believe

christmas

Chris Van Allsburg

0387378

There is at Christmas time a great deal of hypocrisy, honourable hypocrisy, hypocrisy undertaken pour le bon motif, c'est entendu, but nevertheless hypocrisy!

christmas-spirit poirot christmas hypocrisy

Agatha Christie

2367ea0

"I may plan to make Christ the center of Christmas, but when I wait until December to focus on celebrating His birthday, I become entangled in Christmas lights, holiday baking, and festive engagements, often wondering if I've experienced the illusive "true meaning" of Christmas."

inspirational christmas

Ann Marie Stewart

4fab3a1

It's been my experience that most folk who ride trains could care less where they're going. For them it's the journey itself and the people they meet along the way. You see, at every stop this train makes, a little bit of America, a little bit of your country, gets on and says hello. That's why trains are so popular at Christmas. People get on to meet their country over the holidays. They're looking for some friendship, a warm body to talk to. People don't rush on a train, because that's not what trains are for. How do you put a dollar value on that? What accounting line does that go on?

trains christmas

David Baldacci

e3500e5

I long to look at my holiday season with eyes that see the Christ in Christmas.

inspirational christmas

Ann Marie Stewart

f5b061b

Jack Frost hibernates from March to November, dreaming snowflake designs to share in December. With glittering breath, snowstorms, and blue blizzards, lakes made of crystal, he's an icy wizard! People assume winter will be harsh, cold, and cruel and that Jack must be a wicked, cold-weather ghoul. But he's truly an artist, known as Bringer of Ice, and although his heart is cold, he's really quite nice.

winter jack-frost christmas snow

Claudine Carmel

0236314

You can't undo loss. You can't unmake a mistake.

winter life love my-true-love-gave-to-me first-kiss christmas holiday

Stephanie Perkins

78d229c

In addition to the smells of mince and pumpkin pies, the Sage and onions of turkey stuffing, another aroma floated in the air, the very essence of Santa Claus. Years later, when I was grown up, I still remembered that marvelous fragrance and recognized it as Scotch whisky.

bad-santa unintended-consequences santa-claus scotch 2001 christmas alcoholism

Lloyd Alexander

73a40f9

Christmas Eve, 1955, Benny Profane, wearing black levis, suede jacket, sneakers and big cowboy hat, happened to pass through Norfolk, Virginia. Given to sentimental impulses, he thought he'd look in on the Sailor's Grave, his old tin can's tavern on East Main Street.

christmas

Thomas Pynchon

9ddb79d

Not always getting what you want, but sometimes getting what you need.

winter life love my-true-love-gave-to-me first-kiss christmas holiday

Stephanie Perkins

1ee3893

Things are not always how they seem.

winter life love my-true-love-gave-to-me first-kiss christmas holiday

Stephanie Perkins

38c9be7

If you like someone, you should have to make an effort.

winter life love my-true-love-gave-to-me first-kiss christmas holiday

Stephanie Perkins

4cdacc5

Every night is Christmas Eve on old East Main, Sailors and their sweethearts all agree. Neon signs of red and green Shine upon the friendly scene, Welcoming you in from off the sea. Santa's bag is filled with all your dreams come true: Nickel beers that sparkle like champagne, Barmaids who all love to screw, All of them reminding you It's Christmas Eve on old East Main.

christmas

Thomas Pynchon

401af74

"He gave us taste buds, then filled the world with incredible flavors like chocolate and cinnamon and all the other spices. He gave us eyes to perceive color and then filled the world with a rainbow of shades. He gave us sensitive ears and then filled the world with rhythms and music. Your capacity for enjoyment is evidence of God's love for you. He could have made the world tasteless, colorless, and silent. The Bible says that God "richly provides us with everything for our enjoyment." He didn't have to do it, but he did, because He loves us."

worth joy christianity jesus religion god love inspirational worthy christmas gift holiday purpose peace

Rick Warren

980dbdb

Lights from across the bay twinkled in the night and Christmas carols played softly in the background. She wished for snow to fall to add to the season.

music christmas-carols season christmas fall snow

Sharon Brubaker

14fcaf9

"Mandy was thinking back to when she was five years old, when she, her parents and Jud went outside before Christmas and had a snowball fight with the gray snow of Sydney Mines. "This is a wicked blast," Jud would say, and Mandy would snap photos with a 35mm disposable film camera, photos she wished very much she could step into sometimes."

photography family 35mm-camera snowball-fight wicked-blast cape-breton nova-scotia sister brother coal canada christmas fake siblings snow

Rebecca McNutt

93fbd3c

"Maybe a holiday miracle will change Mearth's awful behavior," Mandy suggested with optimism. "The only holiday miracle around here is that Mearth hasn't murdered us both yet," said Alecto, lighting another cigarette, his hands shaking erratically. He looked exhausted and terrified, his gray eyes soulless. "Do you know what Mearth likes, Alecto?" Mandy questioned. "Vegetables, she likes celery a lot, and lettuce," Alecto responded in a quiet monotone. "I don't know what else she likes. I've never asked her." "Well, she has to like something... doesn't everyone?" "Not her, Mandy Valems."

present miracle murder humor going-green hoiday lettuce mother-earth comedy cigarette christmas vegetables gift

Rebecca McNutt

48fb4cb

Far off down the road, through the lazily drifting snowflakes, they could hear the merry sound of sleigh bells. Their gay little tinkling flying ahead of the sleigh and lighting up the night with sparks.

sleigh snowflakes christmas

Betty MacDonald