Santa Claus has the right idea – visit people only once a year.
T’was the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
I once bought my kids a set of batteries for Christmas with a note on it saying, toys not included.
Expectancy is the atmosphere for miracles.
Christmas, children, is not a date. It is a state of mind.
I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.
The two most joyous times of the year are Christmas morning and the end of school.
The excellence of a gift lies in its appropriateness rather than in its value.
Christmas is joy, religious joy, an inner joy of light and peace.
Christmas is doing a little something extra for someone.
The main reason Santa is so jolly is because he knows where all the bad girls live.
Christmas is a season not only of rejoicing but of reflection.
And know that I am with you always; yes, to the end of time.
It is a fine seasoning for joy to think of those we love.
Christmas is the day that holds all time together.
Christmas, my child, is love in action. Every time we love, every time we give, it’s Christmas.
Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn’t come from a store.
Christmas isn’t a season. It’s a feeling.
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.
The main thing I want this holiday season is for someone to wake me when it’s over.