Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl. But it warmed more than your body. It warmed your heart...filled it, too, with melody that would last forever.
CALVIN:This whole Santa Claus thing just doesn't make sense. Why all the secrecy? Why all the mystery? If the guy exists why doesn't he ever show himself and prove it? And if he doesn't exist what's the meaning of all this? H O B B...
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Bill Watterson
No matter how much falls on us, we keep plowing ahead. That's the only way to keep the roads clear.
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Greg Kincaid
Mistletoe, " said Luna dreamily, pointing at a large clump of white berries placed almost over Harry's head. He jumped out from under it. "Good thinking, " said Luna seriously. "It's often infested with nargles.
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J.k. Rowling
And in despair I bowed my head;" There is no peace on earth, " I said;" For hate is strong, And mocks the song Of peace on earth, good-will to men! " Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:" God is not dead, nor...
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
One true king knew when to step aside and give up the reins of power–to remove his crown and relinquish his kingdom–all for the sake of glimpsing, just once in a lifetime, the face of a holy child. He was the Fourth to follow the...
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Vera Nazarian
More Quotes By Bess Streeter Aldrich
Regardless of the popular literary trend of the times, write the thing which lies close to your heart.
Small wonder that love would break under circumstances like these. Standing there in the soddie door, she seemed two personalities. One argued bitterly that it was impossible for love to keep going when there was no hope for the future, suggested that there was no...
There are many memories. but I'll tell you the one I like to think of best of all. It's just a homely everyday thing, but to me it is the happiest of them all. It is evening time here in the old house and the...
Abbie would stop in her work and utter a prayer for him, –and, sent as it were from the bow of a mother's watchful care, bound by the cord of a mother's love, the little winged arrow on its flight must have reached Some one,...
Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl. But it warmed more than your body. It warmed your heart...filled it, too, with melody that would last forever.
