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It is a pleasant thing to reflect upon, and furnishes a complete answer to those who contend for the gradual degeneration of the human species, that every baby born into the world is a finer one than the last.

It is a pleasant thing to reflect upon, and furnishes a complete answer to those who contend for the gradual degeneration of the human species, that every baby born into the world is a finer one than the last.

Charles Dickens
Baby, Answers, World
Charles Dickens (1839). “The Life and Adventures of Nicholas Nickleby”, p.347

I love your daughter fondly, dearly, disinterestedly, devotedly. If ever there were love in the world, I love her.

Charles Dickens
Daughter, World, Ifs
Charles Dickens (2016). “A Tale of Two Cities”, p.122, Xist Publishing

In the moonlight which is always sad, as the light of the sun itself is--as the light called human life is--at its coming and its going.

Charles Dickens
Light, Sun, Life Is
Charles Dickens (2015). “British Classics: A Tale of Two Cities (Illustrated)”, p.158, The Planet

We all have some experience of a feeling, that comes over us occasionally, of what we are saying and doing having been said and done before, in a remote time - of our having been surrounded, dim ages ago, by the same faces, objects, and circumstances.

Charles Dickens
Feelings, Age, Faces
Charles Dickens (1863). “David Copperfield”, p.190

. . . in seclusion, she had secluded herself from a thousand natural and healing influences; that, her mind, brooding solitary, had grown diseased, as all minds do and must and will that reverse the appointed order of their Maker . . .

Charles Dickens
Healing, Order, Expectations
Charles Dickens (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)”, p.7428, Delphi Classics

Some philosophers tell us that selfishness is at the root of our best loves and affections. Mr. Dombey's young child was, from the beginning, so distinctly important to him as a part of his own greatness, or (which is the same thing) of the greatness of Dombey and Son, that there is no doubt his parental affection might have been easily traced, like many a goodly superstructure of fair fame, to a very low foundation.

Charles Dickens
Best Love, Children, Son
Charles Dickens (1858). “Dombey and Son ... With frontispiece by H. K. Browne”, p.57

And I am bored to death with it. Bored to death with this place, bored to death with my life, bored to death with myself.

Charles Dickens
Bored, Bored To Death, Bleak House
"Fictional character: Lady Dedlock". "Bleak House" Episode #1.1, www.imdb.com. 2005.

It is a most miserable thing to feel ashamed of home.

Charles Dickens
Home, Expectations, Words Of Wisdom
'Great Expectations' (1861) ch. 14

One thing about this face was very strange and startling. You could not look upon it in its most cheerful mood without feeling that it had some extraordinary capacity of expressing terror. It was not on the surface. It was in no one feature that it lingered. You could not take the eyes or mouth, or lines upon the cheek, and say, if this or that were otherwise, it would not be so. Yet there it always lurked-something for ever dimly seen, but ever there, and never absent for a moment.

Charles Dickens
Character, Eye, Interesting
Charles Dickens (1868). “Barnaby Rudge, And, Hard Times: With Ten Illustrations”, p.26

Poetry's unnat'ral; no man ever talked poetry 'cept a beadle on boxin' day.

Charles Dickens
Men
Pickwick Papers ch. 33 (1837)

There was a gay fiction among us that we were constantly enjoying ourselves, and a skeleton truth that we never did. To the best of my belief, our case was in the last respect a rather common one.

Charles Dickens
Gay, Skeletons, Expectations
Charles Dickens (1983). “Great Expectations”

I never thought before, that there was a woman in the world who could affect me so much by saying so little. But don't be hard in your construction of me. You don't know what my state of mind towards you is. You don't know how you haunt and bewilder me. You don't know how the cursed carelessness that is over-officious in helping me at every other turning of my life WON'T help me here. You have struck it dead, I think, and I sometimes wish you had struck me dead along with it.

Charles Dickens
Thinking, Mind, Wish
Charles Dickens (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)”, p.8126, Delphi Classics

Christmas may not bring a single thing; still, it gives me a song to sing.

Charles Dickens
Christmas, Meaningful, Song

A man in public life expects to be sneered at -- it is the fault of his elevated situation, and not of himself.

Charles Dickens
Men, Society, Faults
"The Life and Adventures of Nicholas Nickleby". Book by Charles Dickens, Ch. 14, 1838 - 1839.

And yet I love him. I love him so much and so dearly, that when I sometimes think my life may be but a weary one, I am proud of it and glad of it. I am proud and glad to suffer something for him, even though it is of no service to him, and he will never know of it or care for it.

Charles Dickens
I Love Him, Thinking, Suffering
Charles Dickens (1884). “Our Mutual Friend”, p.211

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, forgotten.

Charles Dickens
Air, Long, Joy
J. M. Barrie, Charles Dickens, Johanna Spyri, Louisa May Alcott, L. Frank Baum (2015). “Greatest Christmas Novels in One Volume: Life and Adventures of Santa Claus, Heidi, The Romance of a Christmas Card, The Little City of Hope, The Wonderful Life, Little Women, Anne of Green Gables, Little Lord Fauntleroy, Peter Pan…”, p.1251, e-artnow

I should never have made my success in life if I had not bestowed upon the least thing I have ever undertaken the same attention and care that I have bestowed upon the greatest.

Charles Dickens
Attention, Care, Success In Life
Charles Dickens, Georgina Hogarth, Mary Dickens (2011). “Letters of Charles Dickens: 1833-1870”, p.671, Cambridge University Press

Thus violent deeds live after men upon the earth, and traces of war and bloodshed will survive in mournful shapes long after those who worked the desolation are but atoms of earth themselves.

Charles Dickens
War, Men, Long
Charles Dickens, Bernard Shaw, Charles Pears, Frederick Barnard (1912*). “Old curiosity shop; coloured reproductions from ... drawing by Fred Barnard”

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
Talking, Words Of Wisdom, Papa
Charles Dickens, George Cruikshank (1868). “The Works of Charles Dickens: Little Dorrit”, p.473

The wind's in the east. . . . I am always conscious of an uncomfortable sensation now and then when the wind is blowing in the east.

Charles Dickens
Wind, East, Now And Then
'Bleak House' (1853) ch. 6 (Mr Jarndyce)

He lived in chambers that had once belonged to his deceased partner. They were a gloomy suite of rooms, in a lowering pile of building up a yard, where it had so little business to be, that one could scarcely help fancying it must have run there when it was a young house, playing at hide-and-seek with other houses, and forgotten the way out again.

Charles Dickens
Running, Building Up, House
Charles Dickens (2017). “CHARLES DICKENS – The Complete Short Stories: 190+ Christmas Tales, Social Sketches, Tales for Children & Other Stories (Illustrated): A Christmas Carol, The Chimes, The Battle of Life, The Haunted Man, Sketches by Boz, Mudfog Papers, Reprinted Pieces, Pearl-Fishing, Christmas Stories, Child's Dream of a Star, Holiday Romance…”, p.25, e-artnow

A dream, all a dream, that ends in nothing, and leaves the sleeper where he lay down, but I wish you to know that you inspired it.

Charles Dickens
Dream, Cities, Wish
Charles Dickens (2015). “British Classics: A Tale of Two Cities (Illustrated)”, p.126, The Planet

When she took her opposite place in the carriage corner, the brightness in her face was so charming to behold, that on her exclaiming, "What beautiful stars and what a glorious night!" the Secretary said "Yes," but seemed to prefer to see the night and the stars in the light of her lovely little countenance, to looking out of window.

Charles Dickens
Love, Beautiful, Stars
Charles Dickens, George Cruikshank (1868). “The Works of Charles Dickens: Our mutual friend”, p.461

No one who can read, ever looks at a book, even unopened on a shelf, like one who cannot.

Charles Dickens
Book, Beer, Words Of Wisdom
Charles Dickens (2009). “Our Mutual Friend”, p.19, Cosimo, Inc.

Tongue; well that's a wery good thing when it an't a woman.

Charles Dickens
Tongue, Good Things, Wells
1836-7 Sam Weller's father. Pickwick Papers, ch.19.

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