Over the whole, a young lady presided, whose gloomy haughtiness as she surveyed the street, announced a deep-seated grievance against society, and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
There is something indefinably keen and wan about her anatomy, and she has a watchful way of looking out of the corners… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Fledgeby deserved Mr. Alfred Lammle's eulogium. He was the meanest cur existing, with a single pair of legs. And instinct (a word… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Flora, always tall, had grown to be very broad too, and short of breath; but that was not much. Flora, whom he… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The man who now confronted Gashford, was a squat, thickset personage, with a low, retreating forehead, a coarse shock head of hair,… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
'There may be some, perhaps - I don't know that there are - who abuse his kindness,' said Mr. Wickfield. 'Never be… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
"Why, what I may think after dinner," returns Mr. Jobling, "is one thing, my dear Guppy, and what I may think before… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
A brisk, bright, blue-eyed fellow, a very neat figure and rather under the middle size, never out of the way and never… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
As I said just now, the world has gone past me. I don't blame it; but I no longer understand it. Tradesmen… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
... Herbert said of himself, with his eyes fixed on the fire, that he thought he must have committed a felony and… — 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
"Ecod, you may say what you like of my father, then, and so I give you leave," said Jonas. "I think it's… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
"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
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
You are always training yourself to be, mind and body, as clear as crystal, and you always are, and never change; whereas… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
After tea, we discussed a variety of topics before the fire; and Mrs. Micawber was good enough to sing us (in a… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
It is one of those problems of human nature, which may be noted down, but not solved; - although Ralph felt no… — 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
