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 and w...
He went to the church, and walked about the streets, and watched the people hurrying to and for, and patted the children on the head, and questioned beggars, and looked down into the kitchens of homes...
He was consious of a thousand odours floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes, and joys, and cares, long, long, forgotten.
Estella was the inspiration of it, and the heart of it, of course. But, though she had taken such strong possession of me, though my fancy and my hope were so set upon her, though her influence on my...
Constancy in love is a good thing; but it means nothing, and is nothing, without constancy in every kind of effort.
Why don't you cry again, you little wretch?-Because I'll never cry for you again.
...and who must have had something real about her, or she could not have existed, but it certainly was not her hair, or her teeth, or her figure, or her complexion.
This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want. Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy.
I never could have done what I have done without the habits of punctuality, order, and diligence, without the determination to concentrate myself on one subject at a time.
You must know,’ said Estella, condescending to me as a beautiful and brilliant woman might, ‘that I have no heart—if that has anything to do with my memory.’ I got through some jargon to the effect th...
Why, Mrs. Piper has a good deal to say, chiefly in parentheses and without punctuation, but not much to tell.
While the flowers, pale and unreal in the moonlight, floated away upon the river; and thus do greater things that once were in our breasts, and near our hearts, flow from us to the eternal sea.
This was my only and my constant comfort. When I think of it, the picture always rises in my mind, of a summer evening, the boys at play in the churchyard, and I sitting on my bed, reading as if for l...
There was a gay fiction among us that we were constantly enjoying ourselves, and a skeleton truth that we never did. To the best of my belief, our case was in the last respect a rather common one.
There is a wisdom of the head, and... there is a wisdom of the heart.
One should never be ashamed to cry. Tears are rain on the dust of earth.
Not knowing how he lost himself, or how he recovered himself, he may never feel certain of not losing himself again.
My meaning simply is, that whatever I have tried to do in life, I have tried with all my heart to do well; that whatever I have devoted myself to, I have devoted myself to completely; that in great ai...
My advice is, never do to-morrow what you can do today. Procrastination is the thief of time. Collar him!
Marley was dead, to begin with ... This must be distintly understood, or nothing wonderful can come of the story I am going to relate.