It’s all humbug, I tell you.

We elves try to stick to the four main food groups: Candy, candy canes, candy corn and syrup.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if everybody believed in everybody?

I believe, I believe, it’s silly, but I believe.

Gifts of time and love are surely the basic ingredients of a truly merry Christmas.

A simple act of kindness always sparks another.

You can mess with a lot of things. But you can’t mess with kids on Christmas.

Christmas isn’t about candy canes, or lights all aglow, it’s the hearts that we touch and the care that we show.

Just because I cannot see it, doesn’t mean I can’t believe it!

Isn’t there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about?

I myself believe that when it comes to matters of the heart, the only sin is turning your back on love because of what other people think.

The thing about trains … it doesn’t matter where they’re going. What matters is deciding to get on.

Bless this highly nutritious microwavable macaroni and cheese dinner and the people who sold it on sale.

Every setback is a setup for a comeback.

Who told you you could eat my cookies?

If you’re worried and you can’t sleep, count your blessings instead of sheep. Then you’ll fall asleep counting your blessings.

I realized that Christmas is the time to be with the people you love.

A toy is never truly happy until it is loved by a child.