It opens the lungs, washes the countenance, exercises the eyes, and softens down the temper; so cry away. – Charles Dickens
It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations. – Charles Dickens

It opens the lungs, washes the countenance, exercises the eyes, and softens down the temper; so cry away. – Charles Dickens
It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations. – Charles Dickens
Minds, like bodies, will often fall into a pimpled, ill-conditioned state from mere excess of comfort. – Charles Dickens
I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round apart from the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything belonging to it can be apart from that — as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time. – Charles Dickens