Santa is a magical and cuddly man, not a fat, smelly slob. I even saw a Santa last year wearing trainers (sneakers).

Santa is a magical and cuddly man, not a fat, smelly slob. He must not smell of drink or body odor.

He must not smell of drink or body odor and his 'Ho! Ho! Ho!' must resonate deeply.

A man who would fight externally and die for his family, although noble, has chosen the easy option. It is far more courageous for a man to fight inwardly and live for his family.

There are people who make things happen, there are people who watch things happen, and there are people who wonder what happened. To be successful, you need to be a person who makes things happen..

The moon is essentially gray, no color. It looks like plaster of Paris, like dirty beach sand with lots of footprints in it.