On the appointed day -- I think it was the next day, but no matter -- Traddles and I repaired to the prison where Mr. Creakle was powerful. It was an immense and solid building, erected at a vast expe...
I must do something or I shall wear my heart away...
A boy's story is the best that is ever told.
The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day.
That small world, like the great one out of doors, had the capacity of easily forgetting its dead; and when the cook had said she was a quiet-tempered lady, and the housekeeper had said it was the com...
I know enough of the world now to have almost lost the capacity of being much surprised by anything
A heart well worth winning, and well won. A heart that, once won, goes through fire and water for the winner, and never changes, and is never daunted.
Come out into the world about you, be it either wide or limited. Sympathize, not in thought only, but in action, with all about you. Make yourself known and felt for something that would be loved and...
Oh, miss Haversham said I,there have been sore mistakes and my life has been a blind and thankless one, and I want forgiveness and direction far too much to be bitter with you.
It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations.
Women can always put things in fewest words. Except when it's blowing up; and then they lengthens it out.
The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.
So, throughout life, our worst weaknesses and meannesses are usually committed for the sake of the people whom we most despise.
Of little worth as life is when we misuse it, it is worth that effort. It would cost nothing to lay down if it were not.
Nothing that we do, is done in vain. I believe, with all my soul, that we shall see triumph.
No one is useless in this world,' retorted the Secretary, 'who lightens the burden of it for any one else.
Moths, and all sorts of ugly creatures, hover about a lighted candle. Can the candle help it?
Liberty, equality, fraternity, or death; - the last, much the easiest to bestow, O Guillotine!
It opens the lungs, washes the countenance, exercises the eyes, and softens down the temper, said Mr. Bumble. So cry away.
If I may ride with you, Citizen Evremonde, will you let me hold your hand? I am not afraid, but I am little and weak, and it will give me more courage. As the patient eyes were lifted to his face, he...