I have always thought of Christmas time,
when it has come round, as a good time;
a kind, forgiving, charitable 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.- Charles Dickens

I expect to pass through this world but once.
Any good therefore that I can do,
or any kindness or abilities that I can show
to any fellow creature, let me do it now.
Let me not defer it or neglect it,
for I shall not pass this way again.

Have you had a kindness shown?
Pass it on;
‘Twas not given for thee alone,
Pass it on;
Let it travel down the years,
Let it wipe another’s tears,
Till in Heaven the deed appears,
Pass it on.

- Henry Burton