Occupation: Writer Birth: February 7, 1812 Death: June 9, 1870
The coffee was boiling over a charcoal fire, and large slices of bread and butter were piled one upon the other like deals in a lumber yard..
Her heart-is given him, with all its love and truth. She would joyfully die with him, or, better than that, die for him. She knows he has failings, b….
Mrs. Lammle's manner changed under the poor silly girl's embraces, and she turned extremely pale: directing one appealing look, first to Mrs. Boffin,….
How many families, whose members have been dispersed and scattered far and wide, in the restless struggles of life, are then reunited, and meet once ….
We know, Mr. Weller - we, who are men of the world - that a good uniform must work its way with the women, sooner or later..
Old Marley was as dead as a doornail. Mind! I don't mean to say that, of my own knowledge, what there is particularly dead about a doornail. I might ….
In love of home, the love of country has its rise..
It is not possible to know how far the influence of any amiable, honest-hearted duty-doing man flies out into the world, but it is very possible to k….
If its individual citizens, to a man, are to be believed, it always is depressed, and always is stagnated, and always is at an alarming crisis, and n….
[I]t seemed as if the streets were absorbed by the sky, and the night were all in the air..
... as lonesome as a kitten in a wash-house copper with the lid on..
I loved you madly; in the distasteful work of the day, in the wakeful misery of the night, girded by sordid realities, or wandering through Paradises….
For a long time, no village girl would dress her hair or bosom with the sweetest flower from that field of death: and after many a year had come and ….
Your sex have such a surprising animosity against one another, when you do differ..
There is not a manufacturer or tradesman in existence, who would not employ a man who takes a reasonable degree of pride in the appearance of himself….
Father Time is not always a hard parent and though he tarries for none of his children, often lays his hand lightly upon those who have used him well….
That, they never could lay their heads upon their pillows; that, they never could tolerate the idea of their wives laying their heads upon their pill….
The world belongs to those who set out to conquer it armed with self confidence and good humour..
Man cannot really improve himself without improving others..
The water of the fountain ran, the swift river ran, the day ran into evening, so much life in the city ran into death according to rule, time and tid….
"But even if he has been wicked," pursued Rose, "think how young he is; think that he may never have known a mother's love, or the comfort of a home;….