"You see," said Mr. Toots, "what I wanted in a wife was - in short, was sense. Money, Feeder, I had. Sense I - I had not, particularly.".

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..

The American elite is almost beyond redemption. . . . Moral relativism has set in so deeply that the gilded classes have become incapable of discerni….

For the rest of his life, Oliver Twist remembers a single word of blessing spoken to him by another child because this word stood out so strikingly f….

Industry is the soul of business and the keystone of prosperity..

Is it better to have had a good thing and lost it, or never to have had it?.

Poverty and oysters always seem to go together..

Friendship? Yes Please..

It is the last straw that breaks the camel's back..

A little learning is a dangerous thing, but a little patronage more so..

External heat and cold had little influence on Scrooge. No warmth could warm, no wintry weather chill him. No wind that blew was bitterer than he, no….

We forge the chains we wear in life..

They don't mind it: its a reg'lar holiday to them - all porter and skittles..

The night was dark, and a cold wind blew, driving the clouds, furiously and fast, before it. There was one black, gloomy mass that seemed to follow h….

…a lady of what is commonly called an uncertain temper --a phrase which being interpreted signifies a temper tolerably certain to make everybody more….

If there were no bad people, there would be no good lawyers..

Its very pulse, if I may use the word, was like no other clock. It did not mark the flight of every moment with a gentle second stroke, as though it ….

... when the locked door opens, and there comes in a young woman, deadly pale, and with long fair hair, who glides to the fire, and sits down in the ….

The word of a gentleman is as good as his bond — sometimes better; as in the present case, where his bond might prove but a doubtful sort of security..

Home is a word stronger than a magician ever spoke..

Huge knots of sea-weed hung upon the jagged and pointed stones, trembling in every breath of wind; and the green ivy clung mournfully round the dark ….