Charles Dickens Quotes - Page 19 | Just Great DataBase

It is indeed a much greater thing that I do now than I have ever done.

Good day, citizeness.

To the eye it is fair enough, here; but seen in its integrity, under the sky, and by the daylight, it is a crumbling tower of waste, mismanagement, extortion, debt, mortgage, oppression, hunger, nakedness, and suffering.

Esto que hago ahora,es mejor,mucho mejor que cuanto hice en la vida, y el descanso que voy a lograr es mucho más agradable que cuanto conocí anteriormente

Thus did the year one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five conduct their Greatnesses, and myriads of small creatures—the creatures of this chronicle among the rest—along the roads that lay before them.

The beach was a desert of heaps of sea and stones tumbling wildly about, and the sea did what it liked, and what it liked was destruction.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times...

I should like to ask you: Does your childhood seem far off? Do the days when you sat at your mother’s knee seem days of very long ago?Twenty years back, yes; at this time of my life, no. For as I draw closer and closer to the end, I travel in the circle, nearer and nearer to the beginning. It seems to be one of kind smoothings and preparings of the way…

My blood!" ejaculated the vexed coachman, "and not atop of Shooter's yet! Tst! Yah! Get on with you!" The emphatic horse, cut short by the whip

We men of business, who serve a House, are not our own masters. We have to think of the House more than ourselves

Speak well of the law. Take care of your chest and voice, my good friend, and leave the law to take care of itself. I give you that advice

Մթութիւնն անվճար է, և Սքրուջը սիրում էր այն։

Bless me, yes. There he is. He was very much attached to me, was Dick. Poor Dick! Dear, dear!

Even the blind men’s dogs appeared to know him; and when they saw him coming on, would tug their owners into doorways and up courts; and then would wag their tails as though they said, No eye at all is better than an evil eye, dark master!

Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show

Indeed, there was a frankness in his face, an honesty, and an undisguised show of his pride in her, and his love for her, which were, to me, the best of good looks.

...I hope that simple love and truth will be strong in the end. I hope that real love and truth are stronger in the end than any evil or misfortune in the world.

It was Miss Murdstone who was arrived, and a gloomy-looking lady she was; dark, like her brother, whom she greatly resembled in face and voice; and with very heavy eyebrows, nearly meeting over her large nose, as if, being disabled by the wrongs of her sex from wearing whiskers, she had carried them to that account. She brought with her two uncompromising hard black boxes, with her initials on the lids in hard brass nails. When she paid the coachman she took her money out of a hard steel purse, and she kept the purse in a very jail of a bag which hung upon her arm by a heavy chain, and shut up like a bite. I had never, at that time, seen such a metallic lady altogether as Miss Murdstone was.

Cottage of content was better than the Palace of cold splendour, and that where love was, all was.

He went to India with his capital, and there, according to a wild legend in our family, he was once seen riding on an elephant, in company with a Baboon; but I think it must have been a Baboo—or a Begum. Anyhow, from India tidings of his death reached home, within ten years. How they affected my aunt, nobody knew; for immediately upon the separation, she took her maiden name again, bought a cottage in a hamlet on the sea-coast a long way off, established herself there as a single woman with one servant, and was understood to live secluded,