Why I love A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens
“Marley was dead to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner. Scrooge signed it. And Scrooge’s name was good upon Exchange, for anything he put his mind to. Old Marley was dead as a doornail. Mind! I don’t mean to say that I know, of my own knowledge, what there is particularly dead about a doornail.” And so begins one of the most wondrous, funny, moving, reflective, thoughtful bits of story about Christmas. Go ahead, read that again, out loud