“She thinks she is Christmas, but isn’t even Guy Fawkes”. Nora Farrall, my grandmother, circa 1965, being slightly waspish about a mutual acquaintance.
“Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before! What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas…perhaps…means a little bit more!”
“One can never have enough socks,” said Dumbledore. “Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn’t get a single pair. People will insist on giving me books.”
“Oh look, yet another Christmas TV special! How touching to have the meaning of Christmas brought to us by cola, fast food, and beer…. Who’d have ever guessed that product consumption, popular entertainment, and spirituality would mix so harmoniously? ”
“Bah. Humbug.” From you know who in that Dickens Christmas story.
And the enlightenment: “Yes! Yes I do! I like Christmas! I love Christmas!” — Ebenezer Scrooge
“Christmas comes but once a year. Thank god’. Moira Stewart in a Christmas card, 1985.
“And may all your Christmases be white.” Obvious that Bing Crosby never spent December in Australia.
“Look, Charlie, let’s face it. We all know that Christmas is a big commercial racket. It’s run by a big Eastern syndicate, you know.” Lucy Van Pelt in A Charlie Brown Christmas.
“The rooms were very still while the pages were softly turned and the winter sunshine crept in to touch the bright heads and serious faces with a Christmas greeting.”
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women
“This is the last time I’m cooking a hot Christmas dinner.” Me – Canberra 1991, with temperature in the 40s.
“Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveller, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quiet home!” Charles Dickens, The Pickwick Papers
“A lovely thing about Christmas is that it’s compulsory, like a thunderstorm, and we all go through it together.” Garrison Keillor, Leaving Home
And one for the world now, and particularly America:
“I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald and their daughter, 1935 – a time in the world very much like our own now.