...and to-morrow looked in my face more steadily than I could look at it — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Some women's faces are, in their brightness, a prophecy; and some, in their sadness, a history. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The white face of the winter day came sluggishly on, veiled in a frosty mist; and the shadowy ships in the river… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
If her eyes had no expression, it was probably because they had nothing to express. If she had few wrinkles, it was… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The expression of a man's face is commonly a help to his thoughts, or glossary on his speech; but the countenance of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Their demeanor is invariably morose, sullen, clownish and repulsive. I should think there is not, on the face of the earth, a… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I admire machinery as much is any man, and am as thankful to it as any man can be for what it… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Opening her eyes again, and seeing her husband's face across the table, she leaned forward to give it a pat on the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Pale and pinched-up faces hovered about the windows where was tempting food; hungry eyes wandered over the profusion guarded by one thin… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
One thing about this face was very strange and startling. You could not look upon it in its most cheerful mood without… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Before I go," he said, and paused -- "I may kiss her?" It was remembered afterwards that when he bent down and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
She forgot to be shy at the moment, in honestly warning him away from the sunken wreck he had a dream of… — 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
My uncle, gentlemen, could say nothing; he was so very much astonished The queerest thing of all, was, that although there was… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
If I may ride with you, Citizen Evremonde, will you let me hold your hand? I am not afraid, but I am… — 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
But the moon came slowly up in all her gentle glory, and the stars looked out, and through the small compass of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Surely there had been no figure leaning on the back of his chair; no face looking over it. It is certain that… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I know nothing of philosophical philanthropy. But I know what I have seen, and what I have looked in the face in… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Château and hut, stone face and dangling figure, the red stain on the stone floor, and the pure water in the village… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Stephen Blackpool fall into the loneliest of lives, the life of solitude among a familiar crowd. The stranger in the land who… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Oh Agnes, Oh my soul, so may thy face be by me when I close my life indeed; so may I, when… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
... I have read in your face, as plain as if it was a book, that but for some trouble and sorrow… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
We all have some experience of a feeling, that comes over us occasionally, of what we are saying and doing having been… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I would like to be going all over the kingdom...and acting everywhere. There's nothing in the world equal to seeing the house… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I want to escape from myself. For when I do start up and stare myself seedily in the face, as happens to… — 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
It was a harder day's journey than yesterday's, for there were long and weary hills to climb; and in journeys, as in… — 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
“Alas ! How few of Nature's faces are left alone to gladden us with their beauty ! The cares, and sorrows, and… — 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
