Christmas is here, Merry old Christmas, Gift-bearing Christmas, Day of grand memories, King of the year!
Washington IrvingLove is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
Washington IrvingGood temper, like a sunny day, sheds a ray of brightness over everything; it is the sweetener of toil and the soother of disquietude!
Washington IrvingA father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands. But a mother's love endures through all; in good repute, in bad repute, in the face of the world's condemnation, a mother still loves on, and still hopes that her child may turn from his evil ways, and repent; still she remembers the infant smiles that once filled her bosom with rapture, the merry laugh, the joyful shout of his childhood, the opening promise of his youth; and she can never be brought to think him all unworthy.
Washington Irving