The memories which peaceful country scenes call up, are not of this world, nor of its thoughts and hopes. Their gentle influence… — 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
In a utilitarian age, of all other times, it is a matter of grave importance that fairy tales should be respected. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
There's more of gravey than grave about you, whatever you are!" - Scrooge, referring to Marley's ghost which he believes is a… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato. There's… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I will die here where I have walked. And I will walk here, though I am in my grave. I will walk… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I recollected one story there was in the village, how that on a certain night in the year (it might be that… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
What lawsuits grow out of the graves of rich men, every day; sowing perjury, hatred, and lies among near kindred, where there… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The clouds were flying fast, the wind was coming up in gusts, banging some neighboring shutters that had broken loose, twirling the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
"But even if he has been wicked," pursued Rose, "think how young he is; think that he may never have known a… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Then, at the end of every hand, Miss Bolo would inquire with a dismal countenance and reproachful sigh, why Mr. Pickwick had… — 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
I have heard it said that as we keep our birthdays when we are alive, so the ghosts of dead people, who… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
When death strikes down the innocent and young, for every fragile form from which he lets the panting spirit free, a hundred… — 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
