It is a pleasant thing to reflect upon, and furnishes a complete answer to those who contend for the gradual degeneration of the human species, that every baby born into the world is a finer one than the last. – Charles Dickens
Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism, are all very good words for the lips. – Charles Dickens
There is a passion for hunting something deeply implanted in the human breast. – Charles Dickens
There is something in sickness that breaks down the pride of manhood. – Charles Dickens
You are a marvel. You are unique. In all the years that have passed there has never been another child like you. Your legs, your arms, your clever fingers, the way you move. You may become a Shakespeare, a Michelangelo, a Beethoven. You have the capacity for anything. Yes, you are a marvel. – Pau (Pablo) Casals