"Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, benevolence, were all my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business!"-A Christmas Carol.
For, winter is no more frigid than, the ridges in your mind, become the snow and let is consume you like the chasm of your mind, for you are the cold and an element of the wind, only to be felt, but never physically there.










