Quote by Robert Lynd
Were I a philosopher, I should write a philosophy of toys, showing

Were I a philosopher, I should write a philosophy of toys, showing that nothing else in life need to be taken seriously, and that Christmas Day in the company of children is one of the few occasions on which men become entirely alive. – Robert Lynd

Other quotes by Robert Lynd

Coleridge says that to bait a mouse-trap is as much as to say to the mouse, Come and have a piece of cheese, and then, when it accepts the invitation, to do it to death is a betrayal of the laws of hospitality. – Robert Lynd

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Hospitality
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The great ages of prose are the ages in which men shave. The great ages of poetry are those in which they allow their beards to grow. – Robert Lynd

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Mustaches
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Other Quotes from
Christmas
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If you want me to sing this Christmas song with the feeling and the meaning, you better see if you can locate that check. – Mahalia Jackson

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Christmas

Christmas is the day that holds all time together. – Alexander Smith

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Christmas

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. – Charles Dickens

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Christmas

Nothing says holidays, like a cheese log. – Ellen DeGeneres

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Christmas

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Unexplained joy is always so keen that… it seems to hold enough to reconcile one to the inevitable. – Jessie B. Fremont

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Joy, Excitement

I have a love/hate relationship with just about all technology in my life. My first typewriter in particular. I had a helluva time putting new ribbon on it. – Eric Stoltz

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relationship

No man for any considerable period can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true. – Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter

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Be Yourself

But in the end, in the end one is alone. We are all of us alone. I mean Im told these days we have to consider ourselves as being in society… but in the end one knows one is alone, that one lives at the heart of a solitude. – Harold Bloom

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alone