If they would rather die, they had better do it and decrease the surplus population
I wear the chain I forged inlife
His wealth is of no use to him. He don't do any good with it
The boy is Ignorance. The girl is Want
Hard and sharp as a flint
I am light as a feather, I am as happy as an angel, I am as merry as a schoolboy, I am giddy as a drunken man
The Cratchit Family
A churchyard, overun by weeds, the growth of vegetation's death not life - a worthy place
Scrooge was conscious of a thousand odours floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts and hopes and joys long long forgotten
The house front 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