To have a cricket on the hearth is the luckiest thing in all the world!
Interpretation
The presence of a cricket symbolizes good luck and joy in one's home.
This quote from Charles Dickens expresses a belief in the symbolism of the cricket as a bringer of happiness and good fortune. It suggests that small, simple joys within one’s home can lead to a feeling of contentment and luck, emphasizing the importance of cherishing these seemingly insignificant aspects of life.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a family gathering to celebrate the joy of being together.
I recollected one story there was in the village, how that on a certain night in the year (it might be that very night for anything I knew), all the dead people came out of the ground and sat at the heads of their own graves till morning.
A silent look of affection and regard when all other eyes are turned coldly away-the consciousness that we possess the sympathy and affection of one being when all others have deserted us-is a hold, a stay, a comfort, in the deepest affliction, which no wealth could purchase, or power bestow.
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before--more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.
There are not a few among the disciples of charity who require, in their vocation, scarcely less excitement than the votaries of pleasure in theirs.
You might, from your appearance, be the wife of Lucifer,” said Miss Pross, in her breathing. “Nevertheless, you shall not get the better of me. I am an Englishwoman.
Christmas is a poor excuse every 25th of December to pick a man's pockets.
We all have a hungry heart, and one of the things we hunger for is happiness. So as much as I possibly could, I stayed where I was happy.
Only those who have learned the power of sincere and selfless contribution experience life's deepest joy: true fulfillment.
I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else.
All I do is play music and golf - which one do you want me to give up?
May your heart always be joyful. May your song always be sung.
I lay in that tub on the seventeenth floor of this hotel for-women-only, high up over the jazz and push of New York, for near unto an hour, and I felt myself growing pure again. I don't believe in baptism or the waters of Jordan or anything like that, but I guess I feel about a hot bath the way those religious people feel about holy water.
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