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Professionally he declines and falls, and as a friend he drops into poetry.
Charles Dickens
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There are strings in the human heart that had better not be vibrated.
Charles Dickens
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There are many pleasant fictions of the law in constant operation, but there is not one so pleasant or practically humorous as that which supposes every man to be of equal value in its impartial eye, and the benefits of all laws to be equally attainable by all men, without the smallest reference to the furniture of their pockets.
Charles Dickens
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I could not help wondering in my own mind....how it came to pass that our joints of meat were of such extraordinary shapes - and whether our butcher contracted for all the deformed sheep that came into the world; but I kept my reflections to myself.
Charles Dickens
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Bring in the bottled lightning, a clean tumbler, and a corkscrew.
Charles Dickens
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But I am sure that I have always thought of Christmas time, 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 and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely.
Charles Dickens
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I used to sit, think, think, thinking, till I felt as lonesome as a kitten in a wash–house copper with the lid on.
Charles Dickens
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In mind, she was of a strong and vigorous turn, having from her earliest youth devoted herself with uncommon ardour to the study of the law; not wasting her speculations upon its eagle flights, which are rare, but tracing it attentively through all the slippery and eel-like crawlings in which it commonly pursues its way.
Charles Dickens
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A man can well afford to be as bold as brass, my good fellow, when he gets gold in exchange!
Charles Dickens
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Minerva House … was 'a finishing establishment for young ladies,' where some twenty girls of the ages from thirteen to nineteen inclusive, acquired a smattering of everything and a knowledge of nothing.
Charles Dickens
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The sun himself is weak when he first rises, and gathers strength and courage as the day gets on.
Charles Dickens
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I only ask to be free. The butterflies are free. Mankind will surely not deny to Harold Skimpole what it concedes to the butterflies!
Charles Dickens
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Mr. Chadband is a large yellow man, with a fat smile, and a general appearance of having a good deal of train oil in his system.
Charles Dickens
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Although I am an old man, night is generally my time for walking.
Charles Dickens
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Really, for a man who had been out of practice for so many years it was a splendid laugh!
Charles Dickens
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They whirled past the dark trees, as feathers would be swept before a hurricane. Houses, gates, churches, hay-stacks, objects of every kind they shot by, with a velocity and noise like roaring waters suddenly let loose. Still the noise of pursuit grew louder, and still my uncle could hear the young lady wildly screaming, "Faster! Faster!"
Charles Dickens
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I confess I have yet to learn that a lesson of the purest good may not be drawn from the vilest evil.
Charles Dickens
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In love of home, the love of country has its rise.
Charles Dickens
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Blackened skeleton arms of wood by the wayside pointed upward to the convent, as if the ghosts of former travellers, overwhelmed by the snow, haunted the scene of their distress. Icicle-hung caves and cellars built for refuges from sudden storms, were like so many whispers of the perils of the place; never-resting wreaths and mazes of mist wandered about, hunted by a moaning wind; and snow, the besetting danger of the mountain, against which all its defences were taken, drifted sharply down.
Charles Dickens
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The civility which money will purchase, is rarely extended to those who have none.
Charles Dickens
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Meow says the cat ,quack says the duck , Bow wow wow says the dog ! Grrrr!
Charles Dickens
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O let us love our occupations,Bless the squire and his relations,Live upon our daily rations,And always know our proper stations.
Charles Dickens
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This fine young man had all the inclination to be a profligate of the first water, and only lacked the one good trait in the common catalogue of debauched vices - open-handedness - to be a notable vagabond. But there his griping and penurious habits stepped in; and as one poison will sometimes neutralise another, when wholesome remedies would not avail, so he was restrained by a bad passion from quaffing his full measure of evil, when virtue might have sought to hold him back in vain.
Charles Dickens
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If I could not walk far and fast, I think I should just explode and perish.
Charles Dickens
