I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all year.

Never close your lips to those whom you have opened your heart.

Have a heart that never hardens, a temper that never tires, a touch that never hurts.

Never… be mean in anything; never be false; never be cruel.

But I am sure that I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round...as a good time a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely.

Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tries, and a touch that never hurts.

Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.

Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.

Love her, love her, love her! If she favours you, love her. If she wounds you, love her. If she tears your heart to pieces — and as it gets older and stronger, it will tear deeper — love her, love her, love her!

A loving heart is the truest wisdom.

And it was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed, God bless Us, Every One!

I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.