Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveller, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quie Author:Charles Dickens, The Pickwick Papers, 1836
Hardly a name in profane history is more august than hisHardly another character in the world's record has made so little of its opportunitiesHis discovery was a blunder; his blunder was a new world; the New World is his monument! Author:Justin Winsor
Have not I myself known five hundred living soldiers sabred into crows' meat for a piece of glazed cotton, which they call their flag; which had you sold it at any market-cross, would not have brought above three groschen? Author:Thomas Carlyle, "Sartor Resartus"