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No wind that blew was bitterer than he, no falling snow was more intent upon its purpose, no pelting rain less open to entreaty.
“Merry Christmas! What right have you to be merry? What reason have you to be merry? You’re poor enough.”
“What right have you to be dismal? What reason have you to be morose? You’re rich enough.”
Darkness is cheap, and Scrooge liked it.
unlike the celebrated herd in the poem, they were not forty children conducting themselves like one, but every child was conducting itself like forty.
“A place where Miners live, who labour in the bowels of the earth,”
It is a fair, even-handed, noble adjustment of things, that while there is infection in disease and sorrow, there is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good-humour.
nothing ever happened on this globe, for good, at which some people did not have their fill of laughter in the outset;
His own heart laughed: and that was quite enough for him.
