Scrooge: ''Scrooge's 'pointed nose, shrivelled cheek, his thin lips blue; grating voice. A frosty rime was on his head, and on his eyebrows, and his wiry chin. He carried his own low temperature always about with him;''
Narrator: 'The only time I know of...when men and women seem to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.'
Ghost of Jacob Marley: '"I wear the chain I forged in life...I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on of my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it."'
Scrooge: ''Business!...Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence, were, all, my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business!''
Ghost of Christmas Past: ''It was a strange figure-like a child: yet not so like a child as like an old man...crown of head....a bright clear jet light...figure fluctuated...dissolving...distinct as ever.''
Ghost of Christmas Past: ''The school is not quite deserted,' said the Ghost. 'A solitary child, neglected by his friends, is left there still.' Scrooge said he knew it. And he sobbed.'
Ghost of Christmas Present: ''Clothed in deep green robe...genial face, its sparkling eye, its open hand...joyful air...antique scabbard; but no sword was in it...sheath eaten up with rust...food heaped up on the floor to form a throne''
Ghost of Christmas Present: ''There are some upon this earth of yours who lay claim to know us, and who do their deeds of passion, pride, ill-will, hatred, envy, bigotry, and selfishness in our name;''
Tiny Tim: 'He told me, coming home, that he hoped the people saw him in the church, because he was a cripple, and it might be pleasant to them to remember upon Christmas Day, who made lame beggars walk, and blind men see.'
Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come: ''It may be that in the sight of Heaven you are more worthless and less fit to live than millions like this poor man's child'. 'To hear the insect on the leaf pronouncing on the too much life among his hungry brothers in the dust!''