"Oh! But he was a tight-fisted hand at the grindstone."
"A squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner!"
"Hard and sharp as flint."
"Solitary as an oyster."
"The cold within him froze his oldfeatures."
"Marley was dead to begin with."
"Old Marley was dead as a door-nail."
"Scrooge was his soleexecutor, his soleadministrator, his soleassign, his soleresiduary legatee, his solefriend, and solemourner."
"He was an excellent man of business."
"But what did Scroogecare! It was the very thing he liked."
"Warning all human sympathy to keep its distance."
"Cold, bleak, biting weather."
"It was quite dark already, It had not been light all day."
"The fog came pouring in at every chink and keyhole."
"To see the dingycloud come drooping down, obscuring everything."
"Who in a dismallittlecell beyond."
"A sort of tank."
"He was all in a glow."
"His face was ruddy and handsome."
"His eyessparkled."
"Nipped his pointed nose."
"Shrivelled his cheek."
"Stiffened his gait."
"Made his eyes red."
"His thin lips blue."
"Spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice."
"A frosty rime was on his head."
"On his eyebrows, and his wiry chin. He carried his own low temperature always about with him."
"External heat and cold had little influence on Scrooge."
"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.”
“Every idiot who goes about with ‘Merry Christmas’ on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart."
"As a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time."
"Though it has never put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe that it has done me good, and will do me good; and I say, God bless it!”
"The clerk in the tank."
“I want nothing from you; I ask nothing of you; why cannot we be friends?”