Two things upon this changing earth can neither change nor end; the splendor of Christ's humble birth, the love of friend for friend.
Symbolizing eternal hope, the wreath goes 'round and 'round, And where it starts or ends cannot be found. Woven of things that grow - for life, and hung for holiday delight The wreath must be left in place From Advent through Twelfth Night.
To him shall be proffered and returned gifts of such an astonishment as will rival the hues of a peacock and the harmonies of heaven, so that though he live to the great age when man goes stooping, yet shall he walk upright and remembering, as one whose heart shines like a great star within his breast.
Never let dreams die because life without dreams is like a broken winged bird that cannot fly
Friendship improves happiness, and abates misery, by doubling our joys, and dividing our grief.
Whosoever on the night of the nativity of the young Lord Jesus in great snows shall fare forth bearing a succulent bond for the lost and lamenting hound, a wisp of hay for the shivering horse, a cloak of warm raiment for the stranded wayfarer, a flagon of red wine for him whose marrow withers, a garland of bright berries for one who has worn chains, gay arias of lute and harp for all huddled birds who thought that song was dead, and divers lush sweetmeats for such babes' faces as peer from lonely windows.
Yea, Lord, we greet thee Born this happy morning... Son of the Father Now in flesh appearing. Oh come, let us adore him... Christ the Lord.
If there is no joyous way to give a festive gift, give love away.
Of all the forces that make for a better world, none is so indispensable, none so powerful, as hope. Without hope people are only half alive. With hope they dream and think and work.
Don't be afraid of the space between your dreams and reality. If you can dream it, you can make it so.