Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship and pass the rosy wine. – Charles Dickens
Minds, like bodies, will often fall into a pimpled, ill-conditioned state from mere excess of comfort. – Charles Dickens

Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship and pass the rosy wine. – Charles Dickens
Minds, like bodies, will often fall into a pimpled, ill-conditioned state from mere excess of comfort. – Charles Dickens
Have a heart that never hardens, a temper that never tires, a touch that never hurts. – Charles Dickens
I am at the moment deaf in the ears, hoarse in the throat, red in the nose, green in the gills, damp in the eyes, twitchy in the joints and fractious in temper from a most intolerable and oppressive cold. – Charles Dickens