You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.

All right, you're a reindeer. Here's your motivation: Your name is Rudolph, you're a freak with a red nose, and no one likes you. Then, one day, Santa picks you and you save Christmas. No, forget that part. We'll improvise. just keep it kind of loosey-goosey. You HATE Christmas! You're gonna steal it. Saving Christmas is a lousy ending, way too commercial. ACTION!

In China, especially in the cities, if someone fainted on the streets, or if someone was knocked over by a car, you'll find lots of gawkers and gloaters, but rarely will you find someone willing to extend a helping hand.

Well, pull up an ice block and lend an ear. Now you know how Santa uses these flying reindeer to pull his sleigh.

I don't remember how we happened to meet each other. I don't remember who got along with whom first. All I can remember is all of us together.always.

If you must be without one, be without the strategy.

Love from one side hurts, but love from two sides heals.