"It's supposed to be jolly, with mistletoe and holly... and other things ending in olly."

— Terry Pratchett, Hogfather ☘️

"They rode up a trail until the trees parted and they got their first good view of Lone Peak across the valley and river. This late morning it was breathtaking. The stark peak gleamed against the deep blue of the big sky. No wonder this area had been named Big Sky."

— B.J. Daniels, Cardwell Christmas Crime Scene ☘️

"There are many things from which I might have derived good, by which I have not profited, I dare say," returned the nephew. "Christmas among the rest. But I am sure I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round -- apart from the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything belonging to it can be apart from that -- as a good time: a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time: the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys. And therefore, Uncle, though it has never put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe that it has done me good, and will do me good; and I say, God bless it!" Fred, A Christmas Carol."

— Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol ☘️

"The tree burst into color and we all gasped at the red, yellow, green, white and the blue lights boldly growing in the cold night, the only lights for miles around in the inmense darkness of the range."

— Jeannette Walls, Half Broke Horses ☘️

"All ceremony depends on symbol; and all symbols have been vulgarized and made stale by the commercial conditions of our time...Of all these faded and falsified symbols, the most melancholy example is the ancient symbol of the flame. In every civilized age and country, it has been a natural thing to talk of some great festival on which "the town was illuminated." There is no meaning nowadays in saying the town was illuminated...The whole town is illuminated already, but not for noble things. It is illuminated solely to insist on the immense importance of trivial and material things, blazoned from motives entirely mercenary...It has not destroyed the difference between light and darkness, but it has allowed the lesser light to put out the greater...Our streets are in a permanent dazzle, and our minds in a permanent darkness."

— G.K. Chesterton, The G.K. Chesterton Collection [34 Books] ☘️

"Ooh! Willy pipes up. Maybe he'll write a story about Santa and Mrs. Claus getting caught with their pants down with other people. If we get lucky, maybe he'll kill-Don't finish that sentence, elf.Randy, you're such a spoilsport. You can't say you haven't conjured up that scenario in your big head a time or a dozen. Continue. Maybe I'll write that story.No, you won't. Your idea of a good story is nothing but sex, sex, and more sex. You'd never make it through writing a chapter because you'd have to stop and jerk off a half dozen times.Ew! Not about Santa and Mrs. Claus. Yuck, Willy comes back at him with a sour look on his face. That's not even funny, Randy."

— Candi Kay, Blake the Rogue Reindeer & His Cocky Human ☘️

"Best and happiest of all, the Time before him was his own, to make amends in!I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future! Scrooge repeated, as he scrambled out of bed. The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. Oh Jacob Marley! Heaven, and the Christmas Time be praised for this. Scrooge was better than his word. He did it all, and infinitely more; and to Tiny Tim, who did not die, he was a second father. He became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a man, as the good old city knew, or any other good old city, town, or borough, in the good old world. Some people laughed to see the alteration in him, but he let them laugh, and little heeded them; for he was wise enough to know that nothing ever happened on this globe, for good, at which some people did not have their fill of laughter in the outset. And it was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us!"

— Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol ☘️

"It's just sex, Blake. Isn't that what you said to me the last time? No emotions. Just sex.I'll only end up hurting you, I say to the wall. Worse than I did before.He moves from the back of the sofa and comes to stand directly in front of me. His dick is mere inches from my mouth. I have to swallow several times to keep from using my tongue on it. I close my eyes.I can't, Seth. If I take you now I'll be rough and I'll end up hurting you in other ways.Being rough wasn't a concern of yours before.I'm not the same person I was before."

— Candi Kay, Blake the Rogue Reindeer & His Cocky Human ☘️