Marley was dead, to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that.
Reflect upon your present blessings, of which every man has plenty; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.
I am no more annoyed when I think of the expression, than I should be annoyed by a man's opinion of a picture of mine, who had no eye for pictures; or of a piece of music of mine, who had no ear for music.
The one woman who had stood conspicuous, knitting, still knitted on with the steadfastness of Fate.
It is a dangerous thing to see anything in the sphere of a vain blusterer, before the vain blusterer sees it himself.
If nothing worse than Ale happens to us, we are well off.