Quotes About Christmas

In your hurry to keep Christmas, you have forgotten Christmas. The truest gift of Christmas is the gift of self.

The first gift of Christmas was love. A parent's love. Pure as the first snows of Christmas. For God so loved His children that He sent His son, that someday we might return to Him.

In the end, and, if this is, indeed, my end, remember this: Christmas is the story of a Father reaching out to His children. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Even though we're a week and a half away from Thanksgiving, it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

What kind of sick bastard burns down a Christmas tree?" Hugh and I exchanged glances. "That's an excellent question," I said dryly. Peter looked startled. "Was it you?" he asked Hugh. "No," said the imp. "It was Carter." "Your Christmas tree was burned down by an angel?" asked Cody. "Yup. The irony isn't lost on me

I left the clinic in a daze that had nothing to do with my head injury. Clear up in a week or so? How could Dr. Olendzki speak so lightly about this? I was going to look like a mutant for Christmas and most of the ski trip. I had a black eye. A freaking black eye. And my mother had given it to me.

Jerome sighed and set down his fork. "Are you still doing that, Georgie? Don't I suffer enough without having to endure the humiliation of a succubus who moonlights as a Christmas elf?" "You always said I should quit the bookstore and find something else to do," I reminded him. "Yes, but that was because I thought you'd go on to do something respectable. Like become a stripper or the Mayor's mistress.

When I talked to him earlier, he said he had to work tonight," Peter explained, "but that we should go ahead and draw for him." "Draw?" I asked uneasily. "Oh Lord. Tell me it's not Pictionary night too." Peter sighed wearily. "Draw for secret Santas. Do you even read the e-mails I send?" "Secret Santas? Seems like we just did that," I said. "Yeah, a year ago," said Peter. "Just like we do very Christmas.

It's a Christmas miracle. I had no tree. Now I have a forest.

For many people, getting ready for Christmas seems more of a hassle than a source of happiness. It is a source of stress. They feel pressure, not pleasure, when it comes to Christmas. It's a duty, not a delight. They endure Christmas rather than enjoy it.

He held up a DVD in a blue cardboard envelope, which bore Pete's distinctive scrawl. "Can't believe the technology." "If I have a good Christmas I'll buy myself a DVD player. Still have a year of car payments left." She paused. "Prices keep coming down.

That's a subject as safe as being in favor of Christmas.

Susan said, Ã¢â'¬Å"Have you given any thought to how we should spend Christmas?" "Only that we should be together." I glanced over at the softly snoring Pearl. "With Pearl, of course. Hawk, too. Maybe

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.

You'd like my grandfather. And he'd like you, I think. Happy Grandfather's Day to him, wherever he is. If you see him, let him take you out to see the stars some night. And tell him I said I'd really like it if he came home for Christmas.

Right. I can see it now. Merry Christmas, everybody! And by the way, did I tell you I'm a vampire? No need to pass the gravy, just bare your neck-

What's the deal with the secret Santa thing?" "If I told you, it wouldna be a secret.

There's more riding on this particular Christmas than ever before, and I'm coming apart at the seams. I need you to find my stolen property before Christmas Eve, or there'll be no joy to the world, no ho-ho-ho, no holly jolly, no Feliz in the Navidad, no Frohe in the Weihnachten, no Merry in the Christmas.

Between Thanksgiving and Christmas, I never leave the house without [my Santa hat]. In fact, I pretty much never leave my room without it. I honestly don't know how this habit started and believe me, I'd break myself of it if I could, but I'm a little bit OCD about the Santa hat. Whenever I try to put it away, I get this horrible, overwhelming feeling that somehow Christmas will be destroyed if I do.

I'll go through my Christmas card list," Trent said

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.

There would be no Christmas if there was no Easter.

The fact is, we need markers in life, whether we subscribe to a religion or not. And the major holidays, such as Christmas, serve to remind us of the turning world.

I've been in elementary education for years and my belief is that Christmas pageants in schools are little more than conditioning kids for the Christian religion.