Heart Quotes by Charles Dickens

Have a heart that never hardens

— Charles Dickens

There is a wisdom of the head, and a wisdom of the heart.

— Charles Dickens

“Are tears the dewdrops of the heart?”

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Do not close your heart against all my efforts to help you.

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Never sign a valentine with your own name.

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I stole her heart away and put ice in its place.

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To a young heart everything is fun.

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I must do something or I shall wear my heart away...

— Charles Dickens

She had gained a reputation for beauty, and (which is often another thing) was beautiful.

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I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.

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“She indulged in melancholy, that cheapest and most accessible of luxuries...”

— Charles Dickens

She's the sort of woman now,' said Mould, . . . 'one would almost feel disposed to bury for nothing: and do…

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He knew enough of the world to know that there is nothing in it better than the faithful service of the heart.

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It is because I think so much of warm and sensitive hearts, that I would spare them from being wounded.

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The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day.

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The beating of my heart was so violent and wild that I felt as if my life were breaking from me.

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I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, the…

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every idiot who goes about with a 'Merry Christmas' on his lips should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with…

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My heart is set, as firmly as ever heart of man was set on woman. I have no thought, no view, no…

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There are chords in the human heart- strange, varying strings- which are only struck by accident; which will remain mute and senseless…

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There are hopes, the bloom of whose beauty would be spoiled by the trammels of description; too lovely, too delicate, too sacred…

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Love her, love her, love her! If she favours you, love her. If she wounds you, love her. If she tears your…

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We were equals afterwards, as we had been before; but, afterwards at quiet times when I sat looking at Joe and thinking…

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To conceal anything from those to whom I am attached, is not in my nature. I can never close my lips where…

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Long may it remain in this mixed world a question not easy of decision, which is the more beautiful evidence of the…

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But tears were not the things to find their way to Mr. Bumble’s soul; his heart was waterproof. Like washable beaver hats…

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I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss. I see the lives for which I lay down…

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Ghost of the Future," he exclaimed, "I fear you more than any spectre I have seen. But as I know your purpose…

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Out upon merry Christmas! What's Christmas time to you but a time for paying bills without money; a time for finding yourself…

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... when he saw her sitting there all alone, so young, and good, and beautiful, and kind to him; and heard her…

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She forgot to be shy at the moment, in honestly warning him away from the sunken wreck he had a dream of…

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I'll tell you," said she, in the same hurried passionate whisper, "what real love it. It is blind devotion, unquestioning self-humiliation, utter…

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“The girl's life had been squandered in the streets, and among the most noisome of the stews and dens of London, but…

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'I believe, Mr. Snitchey,' said Alfred, 'there are quiet victories and struggles, great sacrifices of self, and noble acts of heroism, in…

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Indeed the worthy housewife was of such a capricious nature, that she not only attained a higher pitch of genius than Macbeth,…

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Of all the ruinous and desolate places my uncle had ever beheld, this was the most so. It looked as if it…

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And how did little Tim behave?” asked Mrs Cratchit, when she had rallied Bob on his credulity and Bob had hugged his…

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But the moon came slowly up in all her gentle glory, and the stars looked out, and through the small compass of…

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“In truth she is not a hard lady naturally, and the time has been when the sight of the venerable figure suing…

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On summer evenings, when every flower, and tree, and bird, might have better addressed my soft young heart, I have in my…

— Charles Dickens