Occupation: Writer Birth: February 7, 1812 Death: June 9, 1870
I was a blacksmith's boy but yesterday; I am - what shall I say I am today?.
It would have been cruel in Miss Havisham, horribly cruel, to practise on the susceptibility of a poor boy, and to torture me through all these years….
I never see any difference in boys. I only know two sorts of boys. Mealy boys and beef-faced boys..
... what such people miscall their religion, is a vent for their bad humours and arrogance..
Let the tears which fell, and the broken words which were exchanged in the long close embrace between the orphans, be sacred. A father, sister, and m….
When we came within sight of the sea, the waves on the horizon, caught at intervals above the rolling abyss, were like glimpses of another shore with….
He had a certain air of being a handsome man-which he was not; and a certain air of being a well-bred man-which he was not. It was mere swagger and c….
He says-him as was here just now-'When Tom shut up the house, mate, to go to rack, the beds was left, all made, like as if somebody was a-going to sl….
There is nothing--no, nothing--innocent or good, that dies and is forgotten; let us hold to that faith or none. An infant, a prattling child, dying i….
A mob is usually a creature of very mysterious existence, particularly in a large city. Where it comes from, or whither it goes, few men can tell. As….
"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass, in a broken voice. "It was the salmon.".
He was sailing over a boundless expanse of sea, with a blood-red sky above, and the angry waters, lashed into fury beneath, boiling and eddying up, o….
It is well for a man to respect his own vocation whatever it is and to think himself bound to uphold it and to claim for it the respect it deserves.
Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine..
There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast. Some men, like bats or owls, have better eyes for the darkness than….
Old Mr. Rarx was not a pleasant man to look at, nor yet to talk to, or to be with, for no one could help seeing that he was a sordid and selfish char….
Nothing that we do, is done in vain. I believe, with all my soul, that we shall see triumph..
A boy's story is the best that is ever told..
"Ay," said the Captain, reverentially; "it's a almighty element. There's wonders in the deep, my pretty. Think on it when the winds is roaring and th….
So the case stands, and under all the passion of the parties and the cries of battle lie the two chief moving causes of the struggle. Union means so ….
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, fo….