[S]he stood for some moments gazing at the sisters, with affection beaming in one eye, and calculation shining out of the other. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
O, if the deeds of human creatures could be traced to their source, how beautiful would even death appear; for how much… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Our affections, however laudable, in this transitory world, should never master us; we should guide them, guide them — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Time was with most of us, when Christmas Day, encircling all our limited world like a magic ring, left nothing out for… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
If you could see my legs when I take my boots off, you'd form some idea of what unrequited affection is. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
If ever household affections and loves are graceful things, they are graceful in the poor. The ties that bind the wealthy and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Some philosophers tell us that selfishness is at the root of our best loves and affections. Mr. Dombey's young child was, from… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
... the woman who grows up with the idea that she is simply to be an amiable animal, to be caressed and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Many merry Christmases, many happy New Years. Unbroken friendships, great accumulations of cheerful recollections and affections on earth, and heaven for us… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
"Mine ain't a selfish affection, you know," said Mr. Toots, in the confidence engendered by his having been a witness of the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“It's a weakness to be so affectionate, but I can't help it. No doubt my health would be much better if it… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I know that she deserves the best and purest love the heart of man can offer," said Mrs. Maylie; "I know that… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The persons on whom I have bestowed my dearest love lie deep in their graves; but, although the happiness and delight of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
... Natural affections and instincts, my dear sir, are the most beautiful of the Almighty's works, but like other beautiful works of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
A silent look of affection and regard when all other eyes are turned coldly away-the consciousness that we possess the sympathy and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Without strong affection, and humanity of heart, and gratitude to that Being whose code is mercy, and whose great attribute is benevolence… — 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 Image
... 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 Image
There can be no disparity in marriage like unsuitability of mind and purpose. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image