Why am I always at war with myself? Why have I told, as if upon compulsion, what I knew all along I… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I should never have made my success in life if I had not bestowed upon the least thing I have ever undertaken… — 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
Possibly we might even improve the world a little, if we got up early in the morning, and took off our coats… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
"What is your best, your very best, ale a glass?" "Two pence halfpenny," says the landlord, "is the price of the Genuine… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Mr. Tulkinghorn, sitting in the twilight by the open window, enjoys his wine. As if it whispered to him of its fifty… — 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
Ah, if only I had brought a cigar with me! This would have established my identity. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
"Hope, you see, Wal'r," said the Captain, sagely, "Hope. It's that as animates you. Hope is a buoy, for which you overhaul… — 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
It was a murky confusion — here and there blotted with a color like the color of the smoke from damp fuel… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The evening wind made such a disturbance just now, among some tall old elm-trees at the bottom of the garden, that neither… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Both Miss Lavinia and Miss Clarissa had a superstition, however, that he would have declared his passion, if he had not been… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Let us leave our old friend in one of those moments of unmixed happiness which, if we seek them, there are ever… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
[I]t seemed as if the streets were absorbed by the sky, and the night were all in the air. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Poor Mr. Pickwick! ... If he played a wrong card, Miss Bolo looked a small armoury of daggers; if he stopped to… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
He says-him as was here just now-'When Tom shut up the house, mate, to go to rack, the beds was left, all… — 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
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
... I feel certain that his tale is true. Feeling that certainty, I befriend him. As long as that certainty shall last,… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
"Well," said my aunt, "this is his boy - his son. He would be as like his father as it's possible to… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
If I may so express it, I was steeped in Dora. I was not merely over head and ears in love with… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The beating of my heart was so violent and wild that I felt as if my life were breaking from me. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
"People can't die, along the coast," said Mr. Peggotty, "except when the tide's pretty nigh out. They can't be born, unless it's… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Ven you read the speeches in the papers, and see as vun gen'lman says of another, 'the Honourable member, if he vill… — 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