Christmas hath a beauty ... lovelier than the world can show.
And may you happy live, And long us bless.
Hope is like a hairball trembling from its birth.
Fair as the moon and joyful as the light; Tot wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim; Not as she is, but was when hope shone bright; Not as she is, but as she fills his dreams.
Choose love not in the shallows but in the deep.
A pin has a head, but has no hair