“His beard was all colors, a grove of trees in autumn, deep brown and fire-orange and wine-red, an untrimmed tangle across the lower half of his face. His cheeks were apple-red. He looked like a friend; like someone you had known all your life.”
"Telling stories to my children that I was, in my turn, told by my parents and grandparents makes me feel part of something special and odd, part of the continuous stream of life itself."
- Neil Gaiman
Love
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up."
- Neil Gaiman
Love
"Everybody is going to be dead one day, just give them time."
- Neil Gaiman
Awareness
"Libraries are the thin red line between civilization and barbarism."
- Neil Gaiman
Balance
"By March, the worst of the winter would be over. The snow would thaw, the rivers begin to run, and the world would wake into itself again."
- Neil Gaiman
Hope
"Christmas is a time when you get homesick, even when you're home."
- Carol Nelson
Nature
"We count down the days just to experience it nearly exactly as we always have. It is so comfortable, familiar and perfectly nostalgic that, frankly, we have no desire to improve upon it at all."
- Joanna Gaines
Nature
"The smells of Christmas are the smells of childhood."
- Richard Paul Evans
Nature
"Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmastime."
- Laura Ingalls Wilder
Nature
"We count down the days just to experience it nearly exactly as we always have. It is so comfortable, familiar, and perfectly nostalgic that, frankly, we have no desire to improve upon it at all."
- Joanna Gaines
Nature