Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it, poor creatures that we are!

Quote by Charles Dickens

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A merry Christmas to everybody! A happy New Year to all the world!

A merry Christmas to everybody! A happy New Year to all the world!

I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.

I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.

The first rule of business is: Do other men for they would do you.

The first rule of business is: Do other men for they would do you.

We are so very 'umble.

We are so very 'umble.

Dignity, and even holiness too, sometimes, are more questions of coat and waistcoat than some...

Dignity, and even holiness too, sometimes, are more questions of coat and waistcoat than some...

The water of the fountain ran, the swift river ran, the day ran into evening,...

The water of the fountain ran, the swift river ran, the day ran into evening,...

Anything for the quick life, as the man said when he took the situation at...

Anything for the quick life, as the man said when he took the situation at...

There is a wisdom of the head, and a wisdom of the heart.

There is a wisdom of the head, and a wisdom of the heart.

I feel an earnest and humble desire, and shall till I die, to increase the...

I feel an earnest and humble desire, and shall till I die, to increase the...

It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done;...

It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done;...

I have known a vast quantity of nonsense talked about bad men not looking you...

I have known a vast quantity of nonsense talked about bad men not looking you...

Reflect upon your present blessings of which every man has many - not on your...

Reflect upon your present blessings of which every man has many - not on your...

It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations

It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations

The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.

The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.

Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism, are all very good words for the lips.

Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism, are all very good words for the lips.

Electric communication will never be a substitute for the face of someone who with their...

Electric communication will never be a substitute for the face of someone who with their...

This is a world of action, and not for moping and droning in.

This is a world of action, and not for moping and droning in.

Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy...

Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy...

That is the best -- to laugh with someone because you think the same things...

That is the best -- to laugh with someone because you think the same things...

A slender acquaintance with the world must convince every man that action, not words, are...

A slender acquaintance with the world must convince every man that action, not words, are...