Quotations About / On: CHRISTMAS

  • 41.
    We arrived in New York, by rail, the day before Christmas. Everything looked bright and gay in our streets. It seemed to me that the sky was clearer, the air more refreshing, and the sunlight more brilliant than in any other land!
    (Elizabeth Cady Stanton (1815-1902), U.S. suffragist, author, and social reformer. Eighty Years and More (1815-1897), ch. 6 (1898). Remembering her return to America in 1840 after an extended European honeymoon.)
  • 42.
    Call a truce, then, to our labours—let us feast with friends and neighbours,
    And be merry as the custom of our caste;
    For if "faint and forced the laughter," and if sadness follow after,
    We are richer by one mocking Christmas past.
    (Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936), British author, poet. Christmas in India.)
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  • 43.
    Adults who still derive childlike pleasure from hanging gifts of a ready-made education on the Christmas tree of a child waiting outside the door to life do not realize how unreceptive they are making the children to everything that constitutes the true surprise of life.
    (Karl Kraus (1874-1936), Austrian satirist. repr. In In These Great Times: A Karl Kraus Reader, ed. Harry Zohn (1976). "The World of Posters," Simplicissimus (Munich, 1909).)
  • 44.
    Midnight, and the clock strikes. It is Christmas Day, the werewolves' birthday, the door of the solstice still wide enough open to let them all slink through.
    (Angela Carter (1940-1992), British author. "The Company of Wolves," published in Bananas, ed. Emma Tenant (1977).)
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  • 45.
    To the American People:MChristmas is not a time or a season but a state of mind. To cherish peace and good will, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas. If we think on these things, there will be born in us a Savior and over us will shine a star sending its gleam of hope to the world.
    (Calvin Coolidge (1872-1933), U.S. president. Presidential message (December 25, 1927).)
  • 46.
    The wind bit hard at Valley Forge one Christmas.
    Soldiers tied rags on their feet.
    Red footprints wrote on the snow . . .
    (Carl Sandburg (1878-1967), U.S. poet. Washington Monument by Night (l. 12-14). . . O Frabjous Day! Poetry for Holidays and Special Occasions. Myra Cohn Livingston, ed. (1977) Atheneum.)
  • 47.
    A chaplain is the minister of the Prince of Peace serving the host of the God of War—Mars. As such, he is as incongruous as a musket would be on the altar at Christmas. Why, then, is he there? Because he indirectly subserves the purpose attested by the cannon; because too he lends the sanction of the religion of the meek to that which practically is the abrogation of everything but brute Force.
    (Herman Melville (1819-1891), U.S. author. Billy Budd, Sailor (posthumous), ch 24, eds. Harrison Hayford and Merton M. Sealts, Jr. (1962).)
  • 48.
    Success four flights Thursday morning all against twenty one mile wind started from Level with engine power alone speed through air thirty one miles longest 57 second inform Press home Christmas.
    (Orville Wright (1871-1948), U.S. pioneer aviator. Telegram, December 17, 1903, vol. 1, The Papers of Wilbur and Orville Wright (1953). The telegram was written to Milton Wright—Orville and Wilbur's father—announcing the first successful powered flight, made at Kitty Hawk Sands the same day. The flight time was in fact 59 seconds, not 57.)
  • 49.
    giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
    He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
    And away they all flew like the down of a thistle,
    But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
    "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."
    (Clement Clarke Moore (1779-1863), U.S. poet. A Visit from St. Nicholas. . . Anthology of American Poetry. George Gesner, ed. (1983) Avenel Books.)
  • 50.
    I heard the bells, on Christmas Day,
    Their old, familiar carols play,
    And wild and sweet
    The words repeat
    Of peace on earth, good will to men.
    (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1809-1882), U.S. poet. Christmas Bells (l. 1-5). . . Oxford Book of Christmas Poems, The. Michael Harrison and Christopher Stuart-Clark, eds. (1983) Oxford University Press.)
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