And the voices in the waves are always whispering to Florence, in their ceaseless murmuring, of love - of love, eternal and illimitable, not bounded by the confines of this world, or by the end of time, but ranging still, beyond the sea, beyond the sky, to the invisible country far away!
Charles DickensFamily not only need to consist of merely those whom we share blood, but also for those whom we'd give blood.
Charles DickensI have always thought of Christmas time... as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time.
Charles DickensBut I am sure that I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round...as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely.
Charles Dickens