He lowered the window, and looked out at the rising sun. There was a ridge of ploughed land, with a plough upon… — 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
I found every breath of air, and every scent, and every flower and leaf and blade of grass and every passing cloud,… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss. I see the lives for which I lay down… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
She had gained a reputation for beauty, and (which is often another thing) was beautiful. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
When she took her opposite place in the carriage corner, the brightness in her face was so charming to behold, that on… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
What is peace? Is it war? No. Is it strife? No. Is it lovely, and gentle, and beautiful, and pleasant, and serene,… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Spring flew swiftly by, and summer came; and if the village had been beautiful at first, it was now in the full… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss, and, in their struggles to be truly free, in… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Upon the purple tree-tops far away, and on the green height near at hand up which the shades were slowly creeping, there… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
... when he saw her sitting there all alone, so young, and good, and beautiful, and kind to him; and heard her… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
the dreams of childhood - it's airy fables, its graceful, beautiful, humane, impossible adornments of the world beyond; so good to be… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
But, for all that, they had a very pleasant walk. The trees were bare of leaves, and the river was bare of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Look round and round upon this bare bleak plain, and see even here, upon a winter's day, how beautiful the shadows are!… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
And a beautiful world we live in, when it is possible, and when many other such things are possible, and not only… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Long may it remain in this mixed world a question not easy of decision, which is the more beautiful evidence of the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
It is an exquisite and beautiful thing in our nature, that, when the heart is touched and softened by some tranquil happiness… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I don't remember forms or faces now, but I know the girl was beautiful. I know she was; for in the bright… — 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
How beautiful you are! You are more beautiful in anger than in repose. I don't ask you for your love; give me… — 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
