“When I was lying in the V.A. hospital with a big hole blown through the middle of my life, I started having these dreams of flying. I was free. But sooner or later, you always have to wake up.”

                     ~ Avatar (2009)

“I told you to stay off the boardwalk!”

~ The Lost Boys (1987)

Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands?
Close your eyes and trust it, just trust it

~ Pink, Glitter in the Air

Love is a burning thing
and it makes a fiery ring
bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire…

~ Johnny Cash, Ring of Fire

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And auld lang syne?

~ Robert Burns, Auld Lang Syne

The hills are alive with the sound of music with songs they have sung for a thousand years.  The hills fill my heart with the sound of music.  My heart wants to sing every song it hears.

~ The Sound of Music (1965)

~ The Twelve Days of Christmas

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On Christmas Eve, many years ago I lay quietly in my bed. I did not rustle the sheets. I breathed slowly and silently. I was listening for a sound I was afraid I’d never hear. The ringing bells of Santa’s sleigh.

~ The Polar Express (2004)

Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, 
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight,
We’re happy tonight.
Walking in a winter wonderland.

~ Felix Bernard, Winter Wonderland

I suppose it all started with the snow. You see, it was a very special kind of snow. A snow that made the happy happier, and the giddy even giddier. A snow that’d make a homecoming homier, and natural enemies, friends, natural. For it was the first snow of the season. And as any child can tell you, there’s a certain magic that comes with the very first snow, especially when it falls on the day before Christmas.

~ Frosty the Snowman (1969)

I owe everything to George Bailey. Help him, dear Father.

~ It’s a Wonderful Life (1946)

I think there must be something wrong with me, Linus. Christmas is coming, but I’m not happy. I don’t feel the way I’m supposed to feel.

~ A Charlie Brown Christmas (1965)

Oh, hello. You’re, uh, you’re probably here about the story. Elves love to tell stories. I-I’ll bet you didn’t know that about elves. There’s, uh, probably a lot of things you didn’t know about elves. Another, another interesting, uh, elfism, uh, there are only three jobs available to an elf.

~ Elf (2003)

Every Who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot, but the Grinch, who lived just north of Whoville - did not. The Grinch hated Christmas - the whole Christmas season. Now, please don’t ask why; no one quite knows the reason. It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight. Or it could be that his head wasn’t screwed on just right. But I think that the most likely reason of all may have been that his heart was two sizes too small.

~ Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole Christmas