Utilisateur
I wear the chain I forged in life, I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it.
If they would rather die, they had better do it and decrease the surplus population
His wealth is of no use to him. He don't do any good with it.
This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware... but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased.
Oh! But he was a tight-fisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge! a squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner! Hard and Sharp as flint, from which no steel had struck generous fire; secret, and self-contained, and as solitary as an oyster. The cold within him froze his old features
I am as light as a feather, I am as happy as an angel, I am as merry as a school boy. I am as giddy as a drunken man
If he be like to die, he had better do it, and decrease the surplus population.
Mrs Cratchit made the gravy... Master Peter mashed the potatoes... Miss Belinda sweetened up the apple-sauce...
The house-fronts looked black enough, and the windows blacker, contrasting with the smooth white sheet of snow upon the roofs, and with the dirtier snow upon the ground.
Spirit, tell me if Tiny Tim will live.
The happiness he gives, is quite as great as if it cost a fortune.
Ali Baba!... at the Gate of Damascus... Robinson Crusoe
Father is so much kinder than he used to be, that homes like Heaven
my clerk, with fifteen shillings a week, and a wife and family, talking about a merry Christmas
He did it all, and infinitely more; and to Tiny Tim, who did not die, he was a second father.
A merry Christmas, Bob!... I'll raise your salary, and endeavour to assist your struggling family,
Some people laughed to see the alliteration of him, but he let them laugh... His own heart laughed: and that was quite enough for him.