Then idiots talk," said Eugene, leaning back, folding his arms, smoking with his eyes shut, and speaking slightly through his nose, "of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
If a dread of not being understood be hidden in the breasts of other young people to anything like the extent to… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The rippling of the river seemed to cause a correspondent stir in his uneasy reflections. He would have laid them asleep if… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The rich, sweet smell of the hayricks rose to his chamber window; the hundred perfumes of the little flower-garden beneath scented the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Out upon merry Christmas! What's Christmas time to you but a time for paying bills without money; a time for finding yourself… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
His gaze wandered from the windows to the stars, as if he would have read in them something that was hidden from… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Next," said Mrs Wilfer with a wave of her gloves, expressive of abdication under protest from the culinary throne, "I would recommend… — 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
The Secretary, working in the Dismal Swamp betimes next morning, was informed that a youth waited in the hall who gave the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Ay," said the Captain, reverentially; "it's a almighty element. There's wonders in the deep, my pretty. Think on it when the winds… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
It was a very aged, ghostly place; the church had been built many hundreds of years ago, and had once had a… — 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
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
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
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
Change begets change. Nothing propagates so fast. If a man habituated to a narrow circle of cares and pleasures, out of which… — 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
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
The heavy rain beat down the tender branches of vine and jessamine, and trampled on them in its fury; and when the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
If its individual citizens, to a man, are to be believed, it always is depressed, and always is stagnated, and always is… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The cold hoarfrost glistened on the tombstones, and sparkled like rows of gems, among the stone carvings of the old church. The… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
With throbbing veins and burning skin, eyes wild and heavy, thoughts hurried and disordered, he felt as though the light were a… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
If Natur has gifted a man with powers of argeyment, a man has a right to make the best of 'em, and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
He wore a sprinkling of powder upon his head, as if to make himself look benevolent; but if that were his purpose,… — 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 sky was dark and gloomy, the air was damp and raw, the streets were wet and sloppy. The smoke hung sluggishly… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
There are people enough to tread upon me in my lowly state, without my doing outrage to their feelings by possessing learning.… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I don't suppose there's a man going, as possesses the fondness for youth that I do. There's youth to the amount of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
All knives and forks were working away at a rate that was quite alarming; very few words were spoken; and everybody seemed… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
It had grown darker as they talked, and the wind was sawing and the sawdust was whirling outside paler windows. The underlying… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
You anticipate what I would say, though you cannot know how earnestly I say it, how earnestly I feel it, without knowing… — 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
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
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
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
Mine ain't a selfish affection, you know," said Mr. Toots, in the confidence engendered by his having been a witness of the… — 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
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
“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
“What a situation!' cried Miss Squeers; '...What is the reason that men fall in love with me, whether I like it or not, and… — 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 does for… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“Mr. Pickwick was a philosopher, but philosophers are only men in armour, after all.” — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
