Christmas is a mood, a quality, a symbol. It is never merely a fact.
Perfect love is long delayed.
Commitment means that it is possible for a man to yield the nerve center of his consent to a purpose or cause, a movement or an ideal, which may be more important to him than whether he lives or dies.
Do not be silent; there is no limit to the power that may be released through you.
Christmas is waiting to be born: in you, in me, in all mankind.
Whatever may be the tensions and the stresses of a particular day, there is always lurking close at hand the trailing beauty of forgotten joy or unremembered peace.