... Arthur Gride, whose bleared eyes gloated only over the outward beauties, and were blind to the spirit which reigned within, evinced… — 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
Everything that Mr Smallweed's grandfather ever put away in his mind was a grub at first, and is a grub at last.… — 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
In truth, no men on earth can cheer like Englishmen, who do so rally one another's blood and spirit when they cheer… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Newman cast a despairing glance at his small store of fuel, but, not having the courage to say no-a word which in… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
It was the first time it had ever occurred to me, that this detestable cant of false humility might have originated out… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Buy an annuity cheap, and make your life interesting to yourself and everybody else that watches the speculation. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
She had gained a reputation for beauty, and (which is often another thing) was beautiful. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Mr. Pickwick took a seat and the paper, but instead of reading the latter, peeped over the top of it, and took… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
It was understood that nothing of a tender nature could possibly be confided to old Barley, by reason of his being totally… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
All I would say is, that I can go abroad without your family coming forward to favour me, - in short, with… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
"I take my leave of you, Mr. Creakle, and all of you," said Mr. Mell, glancing round the room, and again patting… — 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
It can't be supposed," said Joe. "Tho' I'm oncommon fond of reading, too." Are you, Joe?" Oncommon. Give me," said Joe, "a… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The more especially, as in my juvenile frankness, I took some credit to myself for being so confidential and felt that I… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
"My comfort is," said Susan, looking back at Mr. Dombey, "that I have told a piece of truth this day which ought… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
And from that hour his poor maimed spirit, only remembering the place where it had broken its wings, cancelled the dream through… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Indeed the worthy housewife was of such a capricious nature, that she not only attained a higher pitch of genius than Macbeth,… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
She was too intent upon her work, and too earnest in what she said, and too composed and quiet altogether, to be… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Being that rare sort of old girl that she receives Good to her arms without a hint that it might be Better… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
But the words she spoke of Mrs Harris, lambs could not forgive ... nor worms forget. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
She writhes under her life. A woman more angry, passionate, reckless, and revengeful never lived. — 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
