I have sometimes sat alone here of an evening, listening, until I have made the echoes out to be the echoes of… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I don't remember who was there, except Dora. I have not the least idea what we had for dinner, besides Dora. My… — 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
I recollected one story there was in the village, how that on a certain night in the year (it might be that… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Opening her eyes again, and seeing her husband's face across the table, she leaned forward to give it a pat on the… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
There was a frosty rime upon the trees, which, in the faint light of the clouded moon, hung upon the smaller branches… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Dombey sat in the corner of the darkened room in the great arm-chair by the bedside, and Son lay tucked up warm… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
When I have heard him talking to Papa during the sittings for the picture, I have sat wondering whether it could be… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
We were equals afterwards, as we had been before; but, afterwards at quiet times when I sat looking at Joe and thinking… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Mr. and Mrs. Boffin sat staring at mid-air, and Mrs. Wilfer sat silently giving them to understand that every breath she drew… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
At last, in the dead of the night, when the street was very still indeed, Little Dorrit laid the heavy head upon… — 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
