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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 know how it has touched one's self in going by.

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 know how it has touched one's self in going by.

Charles Dickens
Men, Self, World
Charles Dickens (1881). “Great Expectations”, p.131

Not knowing how he lost himself, or how he recovered himself, he may never feel certain of not losing himself again.

Charles Dickens
Knowing, Psychology, May
Charles Dickens (2015). “British Classics: A Tale of Two Cities (Illustrated)”, p.81, The Planet

Drive him fast to his tomb. This, from Jacques.

Charles Dickens
Cities, Tombs, Tale Of Two Cities
Charles Dickens (2011). “A Tale of Two Cities Thrift Study Edition”, p.330, Courier Corporation

Possibly we might even improve the world a little, if we got up early in the morning, and took off our coats to the work.

Charles Dickens
Morning, Life And Love, Up Early
Charles Dickens (1867). “Charles Dickens's works. Charles Dickens ed. [18 vols. of a 21 vol. set. Wanting A child's history of England; Christmas stories; The mystery of Edwin Drood].”, p.290

A man can well afford to be as bold as brass, my good fellow, when he gets gold in exchange!

Charles Dickens
Funny, Humorous, Men
Charles Dickens (1844). “The Life and Adventures of Martin Chuzzlewit”, p.335, Chapman and Hall

Are there no prisons?

Charles Dickens
Prison
Michael Wilson, Charles Dickens (2009). “A Christmas Carol: A Ghost Story of Christmas”, p.45, Dramatists Play Service Inc

Friendless I can never be, for all mankind are my kindred, and I am on ill terms with no one member of my great family.

Charles Dickens
Inspirational, Kindred, Members
Charles Dickens (1873). “Oliver Twist. Great expectations”

This was my only and my constant comfort. When I think of it, the picture always rises in my mind, of a summer evening, the boys at play in the churchyard, and I sitting on my bed, reading as if for life.

Charles Dickens
Summer, Reading, Boys
Charles Dickens (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)”, p.4368, Delphi Classics

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.

Charles Dickens
Breathing, Wife, Missing
Charles Dickens (2011). “A Tale of Two Cities Thrift Study Edition”, p.285, Courier Corporation

Take the pencil and write under my name, 'I forgive her.

Charles Dickens
Writing, Names, Forgiving
Charles Dickens (2016). “Great Expectations”, p.378, Xist Publishing

When I speak of home, I speak of the place where in default of a better--those I love are gathered together; and if that place where a gypsy's tent, or a barn, I should call it by the same good name notwithstanding.

Charles Dickens
Home, Names, Together
Charles Dickens (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)”, p.1620, Delphi Classics

"Well," said my aunt, "this is his boy - his son. He would be as like his father as it's possible to be, if he was not so like his mother, too."

Charles Dickens
Funny, Mother, Father
Charles Dickens (1872). “The Works of Charles Dickens”, p.87

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 sleep in every bed. And if you was to walk through the bedrooms now, you'd see the ragged mouldy bedclothes a heaving and a heaving like seas. And a heaving and a heaving with what?' he says. 'Why, with the rats under 'em.'

Charles Dickens
Sleep, Sea, House
Charles Dickens (1868). “Christmas Stories from "Household Words" and "All the Year Round"”, p.259

A blight had fallen on the trees and shrubs; and the wind, at length beginning to break the unnatural stillness that had prevailed all day, sighed heavily from time to time, as though foretelling in grief the ravages of the coming storm. The bat skimmed in fantastic flights through the heavy air, and the ground was alive with crawling things, whose instinct brought them forth to swell and fatten in the rain.

Charles Dickens
Grief, Rain, Air
Charles Dickens (1870). “Novels”, p.38

My uncle, gentlemen, could say nothing; he was so very much astonished The queerest thing of all, was, that although there was such a crowd of persons, and although fresh faces were pouring in, every moment, there was no telling where they came from. They seemed to start up, in some strange manner, from the ground, or the air, and disappear in the same way.

Charles Dickens
Uncles, Air, Gentleman
Charles Dickens (2017). “THE GREATEST DICKENS CLASSICS (Illustrated Edition): Oliver Twist, The Pickwick Papers, Great Expectations, A Tale of Two Cities, Hard Times, David Copperfield, A Christmas Carol, Bleak House, Little Dorrit, Our Mutual Friend, The Life of Dickens”, p.2691, e-artnow

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
Light, Glasses, Broken
Charles Dickens (1870). “The Mystery of Edwin Drood”, p.91, Castrovilli Giuseppe

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
Eye, Light, Skins
Charles Dickens (1839). “The Life and Adventures of Nicholas Nickleby”, p.502

Surely there had been no figure leaning on the back of his chair; no face looking over it. It is certain that no gliding footstep touched the floor, as he lifted up his head, with a start, and spoke. And yet there was no mirror in the room on whose surface his own form could have cast its shadow for a moment; and, Something had passed darkly and gone!

Charles Dickens
Mirrors, Shadow, Gone
Charles Dickens (2013). “Dickens' Christmas Spirits: A Christmas Carol and Other Tales”, p.323, Courier Corporation

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 gone, the berries growing there, were still believed to leave too deep a stain upon the hand that plucked them.

Charles Dickens
Girl, Flower, Hair
Charles Dickens (1852). “Christmas Books”, p.160

Your Honour, unless your Honour, without a moment's loss of time, makes sail for the nearest shore, this is a doomed ship, and her name is the Coffin!

Charles Dickens
Loss, Names, Ships
Charles Dickens (1861). “The Uncommercial Traveller”, p.232

Thus, it comes to pass, that a certain room in a certain old hall, where a certain bad lord, baronet, knight, or gentleman, shot himself, has certain planks in the floor from which the blood will not be taken out. You may scrape and scrape, as the present owner has done, or plane and plane, as his father did, or scrub and scrub, as his grandfather did, or burn and burn with strong acids, as his great-grandfather did, but, there the blood will still be - no redder and no paler - no more and no less - always just the same.

Charles Dickens
Strong, Father, Taken
Charles Dickens (2016). “Some Christmas Stories”, p.14, Xist Publishing

And when it has got in; as one not finding what it seeks, whatever that may be, it wails and howls to issue forth again: and not content with stalking through the aisles, and gliding round and round the pillars, and tempting the deep organ, soars up to the roof, and strives to rend the rafters: then flings itself despairingly upon the stones below, and passes, muttering, into the vaults.

Charles Dickens
Issues, May, Stones
Charles Dickens (2013). “Dickens' Christmas Spirits: A Christmas Carol and Other Tales”, p.212, Courier Corporation

... when the locked door opens, and there comes in a young woman, deadly pale, and with long fair hair, who glides to the fire, and sits down in the chair we have left there, wringing her hands.

Charles Dickens
Doors, Hands, Fire
Charles Dickens (2013). “A Christmas Treasury”, p.110, Simon and Schuster

Ven you read the speeches in the papers, and see as vun gen'lman says of another, 'the Honourable member, if he vill allow me to call him so' you vill understand, sir, that that means, 'if he vill allow me to keep up that 'ere pleasant and uniwersal fiction.'

Charles Dickens
Funny, Humorous, Mean
Charles Dickens (2009). “The Complete Works of Charles Dickens: Edwin Drood and Miscellaneous”, Cosimo, Inc.

"Ah, Miss, hope is an excellent thing for such as has the spirits to bear it!" said Mrs Wickam, shaking her head. "My own spirits is not equal to it, but I don't owe it any grudge. I envys them that is so blest!"

Charles Dickens
Funny, Humorous, Missing
Charles Dickens, Hablot Knight Browne (1848). “Dombey and Son”, p.584

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