It was the first time it had ever occurred to me, that this detestable cant of false humility might have originated out… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
You are a boy," said Mr. Dombey, suddenly and almost fiercely; "and what you think of, or affect to think of, is… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Over the whole, a young lady presided, whose gloomy haughtiness as she surveyed the street, announced a deep-seated grievance against society, and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
In truth, no men on earth can cheer like Englishmen, who do so rally one another's blood and spirit when they cheer… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Why am I always at war with myself? Why have I told, as if upon compulsion, what I knew all along I… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
And from that hour his poor maimed spirit, only remembering the place where it had broken its wings, cancelled the dream through… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
... Herbert said of himself, with his eyes fixed on the fire, that he thought he must have committed a felony and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Ah, Miss Harriet, it would do us no harm to remember oftener than we do, that vices are sometimes only virtues carried… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
There is something indefinably keen and wan about her anatomy, and she has a watchful way of looking out of the corners… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Rattle me out of bed early, set me going, give me as short a time as you like to bolt my meals… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Mrs. Lammle's manner changed under the poor silly girl's embraces, and she turned extremely pale: directing one appealing look, first to Mrs.… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
It was a dagger in the haughty father's heart, an arrow in his brain, to see how the flesh and blood he… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
It is one of those problems of human nature, which may be noted down, but not solved; - although Ralph felt no… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I take my leave of you, Mr. Creakle, and all of you," said Mr. Mell, glancing round the room, and again patting… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
This fine young man had all the inclination to be a profligate of the first water, and only lacked the one good… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The American elite is almost beyond redemption. . . . Moral relativism has set in so deeply that the gilded classes have… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Old Mr. Rarx was not a pleasant man to look at, nor yet to talk to, or to be with, for no… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
You are always training yourself to be, mind and body, as clear as crystal, and you always are, and never change; whereas… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Why, what I may think after dinner," returns Mr. Jobling, "is one thing, my dear Guppy, and what I may think before… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
She was too intent upon her work, and too earnest in what she said, and too composed and quiet altogether, to be… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
My comfort is," said Susan, looking back at Mr. Dombey, "that I have told a piece of truth this day which ought… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
It was the momentary yielding of a nature that had been disappointed from the dawn of its perceptions, but had not quite… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
He was a very young boy; quite a little child. His hair still hung in curls about his face, and his eyes… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
All the housemaid hopes is, happiness for 'em - but marriage is a lottery, and the more she thinks about it, the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Vell," said Mr. Weller, "Now I s'pose he'll want to call some witnesses to speak to his character, or p'raps to prove… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
He was the meekest of his sex, the mildest of little men. He sidled in and out of a room, to take… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Mr. Tulkinghorn, sitting in the twilight by the open window, enjoys his wine. As if it whispered to him of its fifty… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Fledgeby deserved Mr. Alfred Lammle's eulogium. He was the meanest cur existing, with a single pair of legs. And instinct (a word… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“Estella, to the last hour of my life, you cannot choose but remain part of my character, part of the little good… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
A tender young cork, however, would have had no more chance against a pair of corkscrews, or a tender young tooth against… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“persuading himself that he was a most conscientious and glorious martyr, [he] nobly resolved to do what, if he had examined his… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
There are people enough to tread upon me in my lowly state, without my doing outrage to their feelings by possessing learning.… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
... Arthur Gride, whose bleared eyes gloated only over the outward beauties, and were blind to the spirit which reigned within, evinced… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
After tea, we discussed a variety of topics before the fire; and Mrs. Micawber was good enough to sing us (in a… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Notwithstanding his very liberal laudation of himself, however, the Major was selfish. It may be doubted whether there ever was a more… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
So, Mr. Chadband-of whom the persecutors say that it is no wonder he should go on for any length of time uttering… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The haggard aspect of the little old man was wonderfully suited to the place; he might have groped among old churches and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Let the tears which fell, and the broken words which were exchanged in the long close embrace between the orphans, be sacred.… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
He wore a sprinkling of powder upon his head, as if to make himself look benevolent; but if that were his purpose,… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
'There may be some, perhaps - I don't know that there are - who abuse his kindness,' said Mr. Wickfield. 'Never be… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“All other swindlers upon earth are nothing to the self-swindlers, and with such pretences did I cheat myself. Surely a curious thing. That I… — Charles Dickens Copy Share
... Arthur Gride, whose bleared eyes gloated only over the outward beauties, and were blind to the spirit which reigned within, evinced - a… — Charles Dickens Copy Share
There can be no disparity in marriage like unsuitability of mind and purpose. — Charles Dickens Copy Share
I have tried to resign myself, and to console myself; and that, I hope, I may have done imperfectly; but what I cannot firmly… — Charles Dickens Copy Share
“The suspense: the fearful, acute suspense: of standing idly by while the life of one we dearly love, is trembling in the balance; the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share
“Mrs. Joe was a very clean housekeeper, but had an exquisite art of making her cleanliness more uncomfortable and unacceptable than dirt itself.” — Charles Dickens Copy Share
“evening, they began to think that although he could never hope to be an Englishman, still it would be hard to visit that affliction… — Charles Dickens Copy Share
“Besides which, all that I could have said of the Story to any purpose, I had endeavoured to say in it.” — Charles Dickens Copy Share
“The wheels rolled on, and rolled down by the Monument, and by the Tower; and by the Docks; down by Ratcliffe, and by Rotherhithe;… — Charles Dickens Copy Share
“The three customers pulled off their hats to Madame Defarge, with three flourishes. She acknowledged their homage by bending her head, and giving them… — Charles Dickens Copy Share
“What a situation!' cried Miss Squeers; '...What is the reason that men fall in love with me, whether I like it or not, and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share
I admire machinery as much is any man, and am as thankful to it as any man can be for what it does for… — Charles Dickens Copy Share
“Mr. Pickwick was a philosopher, but philosophers are only men in armour, after all.” — Charles Dickens Copy Share
![“persuading himself that he was a most conscientious and glorious martyr, [he] nobly resolved to do what, if he had examined his own heart a little more carefully, he would have found he could not resist. Such is the sleight of hand by which we juggle with ourselves, and change our very weaknesses…” quote by Charles Dickens](https://sms4smile.com/q/img-quotes/686/charles-dickens-34_character_persuading-himself-that-he-was-a-most-co_2393256.jpg)
