What connexion can there be, between the place in Lincolnshire, the house in town, the Mercury in powder, and the whereabout of Jo the outlaw with the broom, who had that distant ray of light...

I laboured hard at my book, without allowing it to interfere with the punctual discharge of my newspaper duties; and it came out and was very successful. I was not stunned by the praise which...

We need never be ashamed of our tears.

Oh! if, when we oppress and grind our fellow-creatures, we bestowed but one thought on the dark evidences of human error, which, like dense and heavy clouds, are rising, slowly it is true, but not...

Regrets are the natural property of grey hairs.

Drink with me, my dear, said Mr. Weller. “Put your lips to this here tumbler, and then I can kiss you by deputy.”

Oh Sammy, Sammy, vy worn’t there a alleybi!

Subdue your appetites, my dears, and you’ve conquered human nature

I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all year.

Our Mutual Friend.

I only ask for information.

Is the old min agreeable?

He had but one eye and the popular prejudice runs in favour of two.

The question about everything was, would it bring a blush to the cheek of a young person?

Poverty and oysters always seem to go together.

To be shelterless and alone in the open country, hearing the wind moan and watching for day through the whole long weary night; to listen to the falling rain, and crouch for warmth beneath the...

Vengeance and retribution require a long time; it is the rule.

If an enthusiastic, ardent, and ambitous man marry a wife on whose name there is a stain, which, though it originate in no fault of hers, may be visited by cold and sordid people upon...

There was a piece of ornamental water immediately below the parapet, on the other side, into which Mr. James Harthouse had a very strong inclination to pitch Mr. Thomas Gradgrind Junior.

It can’t be supposed,” said Joe. “Tho’ I’m oncommon fond of reading, too.”Are you, Joe?”Oncommon. Give me,” said Joe, “a good book, or a good newspaper, and sit me down afore a good fire, and...

In a word, it was impossible for me to separate her, in the past or in the present, from the innermost life of my life.

I’m pretty well. So’s the family, and so’s the boys, except for a sort of rash as is a running through the school, and rather puts ’em off their feed. But it’s a ill wind...

what I want you to be – I don’t mean physically but morally: you are very well physically – is a firm fellow, a fine firm fellow, with a will of your own, with resolution....

A commission of haberdashers could alone have reported whatthe rest of her poor dress was made of, but it had a strong generalresemblance to seaweed, with here and there a gigantic tea-leaf.Her shawl looked particularly...

Aye, though he loved her from his soul with such a self denying love as woman seldom wins; he spoke from first to last of Martin.

Mr Pinch accordingly, after turning over the leaves of his book with as much care as if they were living and highly cherished creatures, made his own selection, and began to read.

Eccentricities of genius.

`That’s rather a sudden pull up, ain’t it, Sammy?’ inquired Mr Weller. `Not a bit on it,’ said Sam; `she’ll vish there wos more, and that’s the great art o’ letter writin’.’

I have been looking on, this evening, at a merry company of children assembled round that pretty German toy, a Christmas Tree. The tree was planted in the middle of a great round table, and...

Institutionalised in sports, the military, acculturated sexuality, the history and mythology of heroism, violence is taught to boys until they becomes its advocates

It is well for a man to respect his own vocation whatever it is and to think himself bound to uphold it and to claim for it the respect it deserves

Therefore I do require it, which I makes confession, to be brought reg’lar and draw’d mild.

One of these flaws was, that having been long taught by his father to over-reach everybody he had imperceptibly acquired a love of over-reaching that venerable monitor himself. The other, that from his early habits...

Vices are sometimes only virtues carried to excess!

The earth covered with a sable pall as for the burial of yesterday; the clumps of dark trees, its giant plumes of funeral feathers, waving sadly to and fro: all hushed, all noiseless, and in...

There’s light enough for what I’ve got to do.

If there were no bad people, there would be no good lawyers.

I have always thought of Christmastime, when it has come round…as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men...

He had a certain air of being a handsome man–which he was not; and a certain air of being a well-bred man–which he was not. It was mere swagger and challenge; but in this particular,...

The unqualified truth is, that when I loved Estella with the love of a man, I loved her simply because I found her irresistible. Once for all; I knew to my sorrow, often and often,...

In the little world in which children have their existence, whosoever brings them up, there is nothing so finely perceived and so finely felt as injustice.

When I have come to you, at last (as I have always done), I have come topeace and happiness. I come home, now, like a tired traveller, and findsuch a blessed sense of rest!

A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other.

Because if it is to spite her,’ Biddy pursued, ‘I should think -but you know best- that might be better and more independently done by caring nothing for her words. And if it is to...

The fire? It has been alive as long as I have. We talk and think together all night long. It’s like a book to me – the only book I ever learned to read; and...

Martin took the same course, thinking as he went, that perhaps the free and independent citizens, who in their moral elevation, owned the colonel for their master, might render better homage to the goddess, Liberty,...

what such people miscall their religion, is a vent for their bad humours and arrogance.

Bring in the bottled lightning, a clean tumbler, and a corkscrew.

It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations.

Now, what I want is Facts . . . Facts alone are wanted in life.