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CHARLES DICKENS
English novelist
(1812 - 1870)
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To close the eyes, and give a seemly comfort to the apparel of the dead, is poverty's holiest touch of nature.
      - [Death]

To conceal anything from those to whom I am attached, is not in my nature. I can never close my lips where I have opened my heart.
      - [Concealment]

Troubles are exceedingly gregarious in their nature, and flying in flocks are apt to perch capriciously.
      - [Trouble]

We can refute assertions, but who can refute silence?
      - [Silence]

We forge the chains we wear in life.
      - [Limits]

We start from the Mother's Arms and we run to the Dustshovel.
      - [Proverbs]

When death strikes down the innocent and young, for every fragile form from which he lets the panting spirit free, a hundred virtues rise, in shapes of mercy, charity, and love, to walk the world and bless it. Of every tear that sorrowing mortals shed on such green graves, some good is born, some gentler nature comes.
      - [Death]

When the dusk of evening had come on, and not a sound disturbed the sacred stillness of the place,--when the bright moon poured in her light on tomb and monument, on pillar, wall, and arch, and most of all (it seemed to them) upon her quiet grave,--in that calm time, when all outward thins and inward thoughts teem with assurances of immortality, and worldly hopes and fears are humbled in the dust before them,--then, with tranquil and submissive hearts they turned away, and left the child with God.
      - [Graves]

Where, in the sharp lineaments of rigid and unsightly death, is the calm beauty of slumber; telling of rest for the waking hours that are past, and gentle hopes and loves for those which are to come? Lay death and sleep down, side by side, and say who shall find the two akin. Send forth the child and childish man together, and blush for the pride that libels our own old happy state, and gives its title to an ugly and distorted image.
      - [Sleep]

Without strong affection, and humanity of heart, and gratitude to that Being whose code is mercy, and whose great attribute is benevolence to all things that breathe, true happiness can never be attained.
      - [Happiness]

Worried and tormented into monotonous feebleness, the best part of his life ground out of him in a mill of boys.
      - [Teaching]

Ye men of gloom and austerity, who paint the face of Infinite Benevolence with an eternal frown, read in the everlasting book, wide open to your view, the lesson it would teach. Its pictures are not in black and sombre hues, but bright and glowing tints; its music--save when ye drown it--is not in sighs and groans, but songs and cheerful sounds. Listen to the million voices in the summer air, and find one dismal as your own.
      - [Enjoyment]

Marley was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner. Scrooge signed it. And Scrooge's name was good upon `Change, for anything he chose to put his hand to.
  Old Marley was as dead as a door-nail.
      - A Christmas Carol [Books (First Lines)]

Secret, and self-contained, and solitary as an oyster.
      - A Christmas Carol (stave 1) [Oysters]

In came Mrs. Fezziwig, one vast substantial smile.
      - A Christmas Carol (stave 2) [Smiles]

God bless us every one.
      - A Christmas Carol (stave 3) [Blessings]

Hallo! A great deal of steam! the pudding was out of the copper. A smell like a washing-day! That was the cloth. A smell like an eating-house and a pastrycook's next door to each other, with a laundress's next door to that. That was the pudding.
      - A Christmas Carol (stave three) [Cookery]

"It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known."
      - A Tale of Two Cities [Books (Last Lines)]

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way--in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
      - A Tale of Two Cities [Books (First Lines)]

The "sharp female newly born, and called La Guillotine" was hardly known to him, or to the generality of people, by name. The frightful deeds that were to be soon done were probably unimagined at that time in the brains of the doers. How could they have a place in the shadowy conceptions of a gentle mind?
      - A Tale of Two Cities [Guillotine]

That's a Blazing strange answer.
      - A Tale of Two Cities (bk. I, ch. II)
        [Speech]

In the year 1775, there stood upon the borders of Epping Forest, at a distance of about twelve miles from London--measuring from the Standard in Cornhill, or rather from the spot on or near to which the Standard used to be in days of yore--a house of public entertainment called the Maypole; which in fact was demonstrated to all such travellers as could neither read or write (and sixty years ago a vast number both of travellers and stay-at-homes were in this condition) by the emblem reared on the roadside over against the house, which, if not of those goodly proportions that Maypoles were wont to present in olden times, was a fair young ash, thirty feet in height, and straight as any arrow that ever English yeoman drew.
      - Barnaby Rudge [Books (First Lines)]

"There are strings," said Mr. Tappertit, ". . . in the human heart that had better not be wibrated."
      - Barnaby Rudge (ch. XXII) [Heart]

London. Michaelmas Term lately over, and the Lord Chancellor sitting in Lincoln's Inn Hall. Implacable November weather.
      - Bleak House [Books (First Lines)]

The wind's in the east. . . . I am always conscious of an uncomfortable sensation now and then when the wind is blowing in the east.
      - Bleak House (ch. VI) [Wind]


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