Spring is the time of year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade.
Marley was dead: to begin with.
If you can't get to be uncommon through going straight, you'll never get to do it through going crooked. [...] live well and die happy.
If they would rather die, . . . they had better do it, and decrease the surplus population.
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts.
He thought of the number of girls and women she had seen marry, how many homes with children in them she had seen grow up around her, how she had contentedly pursued her own lone quite path-for him.~...
He had been for many years, a quiet silent man, associating but little with other men, and used to companionship with his own thoughts. He had never known before the strength of the want in his heart...
We have had for breakfast, toasts, cakes, a yorkshire pie, a piece of beef about the size and much the shape of my portmanteau, tea, coffee, ham and eggs...
There was something very comfortable in having plenty of stationery.
Once for all; I knew to my sorrow, often and often, if not always, that I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that cou...
Drive him fast to his tomb. This, from Jacques.
Depth answers only to depth .
And this is the eternal law. For, Evil often stops short at istelf and dies with the doer of it! but Good, never.
And a beautiful world we live in, when it is possible, and when many other such things are possible, and not only possible, but done-- done, see you!-- under that sky there, every day.
Whatever I have tried to do in life, I have tried with all my heart to do it well; whatever I have devoted myself to, I have devoted myself completely; in great aims and in small I have always thoroug...
Remember!--It is Christianity to do good always--even to those who do evil to us. It is Christianity to love our neighbours as ourself, and to do to all men as we would have them do to us. It is Chris...
Your tale is of the longest, observed Monks, moving restlessly in his chair.It is a true tale of grief and trial, and sorrow, young man, returned Mr. Brownlow, and such tales usually are; if it were o...
We changed again, and yet again, and it was now too late and too far to go back, and I went on. And the mists had all solemnly risen now, and the world lay spread before me.
This is the even-handed dealing of the world! he said. There is noth-ing on which it is so hard as poverty; and there is nothing it professes tocondemn with such severity as the pursuit of wealth!
Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape.