Until one feels the spirit of Christmas, there is no Christmas. All else is outward display so much tinsel and decorations. For it isn't the holly, it isn't the snow. It isn't the tree, nor the firelight's glow. It's the warmth that comes to the hearts of men when the Christmas spirit returns again.

In times of crisis, it is of utmost importance to keep one's head.

If all my friends were to jump off a bridge, I would not follow, I would be at the bottom to catch them when they fall.

A good friend is like a four-leaf clover; hard to find and lucky to have.

Emerald slopes became so tall they touched the clouds, and showers painted diamond waterfalls that sluiced down cliff sides.

There are two fatal errors that keep great projects from coming to life: 1. Not finishing 2. Not starting.

A good friend knows all your stories. A best friend helped you write them.