My Favorite Quotes
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 Charles Dickens - “I assure you she's the dearest girl.”
 Charles Dickens - “Oh Jaggerth, Jaggerth, Jaggerth all otherth ith Cag-Maggerth, give me Jaggerth”
 Charles Dickens - “You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are”
 Charles Dickens - “Its matter was not new to me, but was presented in a new aspect. It shook me in my habit - the habit of nine-tenths of the world - of believing that all was right about me, because I was used to it . . .”
 Charles Dickens - “Skewered through and through with office-pens, and bound hand and foot with red tape”
 Charles Dickens - “Why am I always at war with myself Why have I told, as if upon compulsion, what I knew all along I ought to have withheld Why am I making a friend of this woman beside me, in spite of the whispers against her that I hear in my heart”
 Charles Dickens - “. . . it is a principle of his that no man who was not a true gentleman at heart, ever was, since the world began, a true gentleman in manner. He says, no varnish can hide the grain of the wood and that the more varnish you put on, the more the grain will express itself.”
 Charles Dickens - “To a young heart everything is fun.”
 Charles Dickens - “If there were no bad people there would be no good lawyers”
 Charles Dickens - “That's rather a sudden pull up, ain't it, Sammy' inquired Mr Weller. Not a bit on it,' said Sam she'll vish there wos more, and that's the great art o' letter writin'.'”
 Charles Dickens - “Not only is the day waning, but the year. The low sun is fiery and yet cold behind the monastery ruin, and the Virginia creeper on the Cathedral wall has showered half its deep-red leaves down on the pavement. There has been rain this afternoon, and a wintry shudder goes among the little pools on the cracked, uneven flag-stones, and through the giant elm-trees as they shed a gust of tears.”
 Charles Dickens - “Let them be. Let them lie unspoken of, in his breast. However distinctly or indistinctly he entertained these thoughts, he arrived at the conclusion, Let them be. Among the mighty store of wonderful chains that are for ever forging, day and night, in the vast iron-works of time and circumstance, there was one chain forged in the moment of that small conclusion, riveted to the foundations of heaven and earth, and gifted with invincible force to hold and drag.”
 Charles Dickens - “I have been very fortunate in worldly matters many men have worked much harder, and not succeeded half so well but I never could have done what I have done, without the habits of punctuality, order, and diligence, without the determination to concentrate myself on one object at a time, no matter how quickly its successor should come upon its heels, which I then formed.”
 Charles Dickens - “Anything that makes a noise is satisfactory to a crowd.”
 Charles Dickens - “It is a silent, shady place, with a paved courtyard so full of echoes, that sometimes I am tempted to believe that faint responses to the noises of old times linger there yet, and that these ghosts of sound haunt my footsteps as I pace it up and down.”
 Charles Dickens - “He appeared to enjoy beyond everything the sound of his own voice. I couldn't wonder at that, for it was mellow and full and gave great importance to every word he uttered. He listened to himself with obvious satisfaction and sometimes gently beat time to his own music with his head or rounded a sentence with his hand.”
 Charles Dickens - “Some happy talent, and some fortunate opportunity, may form the two sides of the ladder on which some men mount, but the rounds of that ladder must be made of stuff to stand wear and tear and there is no substitute for thorough-going, ardent, and sincere earnestness.”
 Charles Dickens - “Look round and round upon this bare bleak plain, and see even here, upon a winter's day, how beautiful the shadows are Alas it is the nature of their kind to be so. The loveliest things in life, Tom, are but shadows and they come and go, and change and fade away, as rapidly as these”
 Charles Dickens - “. . . she indulged in melancholy - that cheapest and most accessible of luxuries . . .”
 Charles Dickens - “I had considered how the things that never happen, are often as much realities to us, in their effects, as those that are accomplished.”
 Charles Dickens - “When I have heard him talking to Papa during the sittings for the picture, I have sat wondering whether it could be that he has no belief in anybody else, because he has no belief in himself.”
 Charles Dickens - “The evening wind made such a disturbance just now, among some tall old elm-trees at the bottom of the garden, that neither my mother nor Miss Betsey could forbear glancing that way. As the elms bent to one another, like giants who were whispering secrets, and after a few seconds of such repose, fell into a violent flurry, tossing their wild arms about, as if their late confidences were really too wicked for their peace of mind . . .”
 Charles Dickens - “With throbbing veins and burning skin, eyes wild and heavy, thoughts hurried and disordered, he felt as though the light were a reproach, and shrunk involuntarily from the day as if he were some foul and hideous thing.”
 Charles Dickens - “They enter, locking themselves in, descend the rugged steps, and are down in the Crypt. The lantern is not wanted, for the moonlight strikes in at the groined windows, bare of glass, the broken frames for which cast patterns on the ground. The heavy pillars which support the roof engender masses of black shade, but between them there are lanes of light.”
 Charles Dickens - “As he glided stealthily along, creeping beneath the shelter of the walls and doorways, the hideous old man seemed like some loathsome reptile, engendered in the slime and darkness through which he moved crawling forth, by night, in search of some rich offal for a meal.”

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