It's always winter but it's never Christmas.
The safest road to hell is the gradual one - the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.
We don't have a soul. We are a soul. We happen to have a body.
God gives His gifts where He finds the vessel empty enough to receive them.
The birth of Christ is the central event in the history of the earth-- the very thing the whole story has been about.
Kids like us don't often have the chance of meeting a great warrior like you. Would you have a little fencing match with me? It would be frightfully decent.