And the voices in the waves are always whispering to Florence, in their ceaseless murmuring, of love - of love, eternal and… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
He appeared to enjoy beyond everything the sound of his own voice. I couldn't wonder at that, for it was mellow and… — 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
Other sound than the owl's voice there was none, save the falling of a fountain into its stone basin; for, it was… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
... when he saw her sitting there all alone, so young, and good, and beautiful, and kind to him; and heard her… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
He had a cringing manner, but a very harsh voice; and his blandest smiles were so extremely forbidding, that to have had… — 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
I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul...Since I knew you, I have been troubled… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass, in a broken voice. "It was the salmon." — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The two stand in the fast-thinning throng of victims, but they speak as if they were alone. Eye to eye, voice to… — 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
“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
