We must leave the discovery of this mystery, like all others, to time, and accident, and Heaven's pleasure. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
[She wasn't] a logically reasoning woman, but God is good, and hearts may count in heaven as high as heads. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
In the Destroyer's steps there spring up bright creations that defy his power, and his dark path becomes a way of light… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Such is hope, heaven's own gift to struggling mortals, pervading, like some subtle essence from the skies, all things both good 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
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
I had no advice, no counsel, no encouragement, no consolation, no assistance, no support, of any kind, from anyone, that I can… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
He was touched in the cavity where his heart should have been, in that nest of addled eggs, where the birds of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Listlessness to everything, but brooding sorrow, was the night that fell on my undisciplined heart. Let me look up from it -… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Some of the craftiest scoundrels that ever walked this earth . . . will gravely jot down in diaries the events of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Heaven above was blue, and earth beneath was green; the river glistened like a path of diamonds in the sun; the birds… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
It always grieves me to contemplate the initiation of children into the ways of life when they are scarcely more than infants.… — 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
But the sun itself, however beneficent, generally, was less kind to Coketown than hard frost, and rarely looked intently into any of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Never, never, before Heaven, have I thought of you but as the single, bright, pure, blessed recollection of my boyhood and my… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
In this way they went on, and on, and on-in the language of the story-books-until at last the village lights appeared before… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The boy was lying, fast asleep, on a rude bed upon the floor; so pale with anxiety, and sadness, and the closeness… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The wide stare stared itself out for one while; the Sun went down in a red, green, golden glory; the stars came… — 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
“I believed, from the solitary and thoughtful way in which my mother murmured her song, that she was alone. And I went… — 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
“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