Ebenezer Scrooge: Are you the spirit whose coming was foretold to me? Ghost of Christmas Past: I am. Ebenezer Scrooge: But... you're just a child! Ghost of Christmas Past: I can remember nearly 1900 years. I am the Ghost of Christmas Past.
In the attempt to find the just measure of horror and terror, I came upon the writing of Carole Gill whose work revealed a whole new dimension to me. The figure of the gothic child was there. Stoker's horror was there. Along with the romance! At the ...
Because thou hast made the Lord, which is thy refuge, even the most high they habitation. There shall be no evil before thee, neither shall any plague come by thy dwelling. He shall call upon me, and I will answer him. I will be with him in trouble. ...
But you were always a good man of business, Jacob,' faltered Scrooge, who now began to apply this to himself. Business!' cried the Ghost, wringing its hands again. "Mankind was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence, were, all, my ...
He went to the church, and walked about the streets, and watched the people hurrying to and for, and patted the children on the head, and questioned beggars, and looked down into the kitchens of homes, and up to the windows, and found that everything...
Hugh refused to leave the scene of the action. He seated himself on the top stair in the hall, banged his head against the railing a few times, just by way of uncorking the vials of his wrath, and then subsided into gloomy silence, waiting to declare...
Santa was dead, to begin with. There was no doubt whatsoever about that. The after-action report was signed by the field commander, the director of operations, the secretary of the Office of Sidhe Affairs, and the chief battle-mage. Janus had signed ...
Carol Dexter: Everybody knows women are fragile. I mean, they're all emotions, no logic, there's nothing going on upstairs. Every once in a while, they say something that's a little inconvenient, they just go fucking nuts. Pardon my French. If we're ...
[Scrooge has met the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come] Rizzo the Rat: Oh, this is too scary. I don't think I wanna see any more! Gonzo: When you're right, you're right. [turning to face the audience] Gonzo: You're on your own, folks. We'll meet you at ...
Rizzo the Rat: How do you know what Scrooge is doin'? We're down here and he's up there! Gonzo: I told you, storytellers are omniscient; I know everything! Rizzo the Rat: Hoity-toity, Mr. Godlike Smarty-Pants. Gonzo: To conduct a proper search, Scroo...
[Rizzo and "Mr. Dickens" are sitting on the window ledge outside Scrooge's bedroom] Rizzo the Rat: [looking around] Um, are you sure it's safe for us to be up here? Gonzo: Scrooge is saved. What can happen now? Rizzo the Rat: Yeah. [Scrooge opens the...
Kermit the Frog: If you please sir, why open the office tomorrow? Other businesses will be closed; there'll be no one to do business with. It'll waste a lot of expensive coal for the fire! Rats: Yeah! Ebenezer Scrooge: It's a poor excuse for picking ...
Robert Marley: You will be haunted by three spirits. Ebenezer Scrooge: Haunted? I've already had enough of that. Jacob Marley: Without these visits, you cannot hope to avoid the path we tread. Robert Marley: Expect the first ghost tonight, when the b...
Rizzo the Rat: Light the lamp, not the rat, light the lamp, not the rat! Put me out, put me out, put me out! Gonzo: Oh! My apologies! Um... [Suddenly spotting a barrel of water below the lamp post] Gonzo: Rizzo! Rizzo the Rat: What? ["Mr Dickens" pus...
Carol: Max made fools of us, Noodles! He wanted to die! Did you know his old man died in the nuthouse? Max didn't want to end up the same way, so he put the idea in our heads to tip off the cops. And when they stopped the truck, Max started shooting ...
I don’t ask writers about their work habits. I really don’t care. Joyce Carol Oates says somewhere that when writers ask each other what time they start working and when they finish and how much time they take for lunch, they’re actually trying...
I have always thought of Christmastime, 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 hea...
Why do you doubt your senses and your soul?’ ‘Because,’ said Scrooge, ‘a little thing affects either of them. A slight disorder of the stomach or the mind makes them cheats. You could be an undigested bit of Baloney paired with my lecture not...
My grandfather was a duck trapper He could do it with just dragnets and ropes My grandmother could sew new dresses out of old cloth I don't know if they had any dreams or hopes I had 'em once though, I suppose, to go along With all the ring-dancin' C...
For the first time in my life I actually feel sorry for Carol. I'm only seventeen years old, and I already know something she doesn't know: I know that life isn't life if you just float through it. I know that the whole point- the only point- is to f...
Carol Connelly: OK, we all have these terrible stories to get over, and you-... Melvin Udall: It's not true. Some of us have great stories, pretty stories that take place at lakes with boats and friends and noodle salad. Just no one in this car. But,...
