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When the wind is blowing and the sleet or rain is driving against the dark windows, I love to sit by the fire, thinking of what I have read in books of voyage and travel.

When the wind is blowing and the sleet or rain is driving against the dark windows, I love to sit by the fire, thinking of what I have read in books of voyage and travel.

Charles Dickens
Rain, Book, Dark
Charles Dickens (2015). “The Long Voyage”, p.3, Booklassic

He was sailing over a boundless expanse of sea, with a blood-red sky above, and the angry waters, lashed into fury beneath, boiling and eddying up, on every side. There was another vessel before them, toiling and labouring in the howling storm: her canvas fluttering in ribbons from the mast.

Charles Dickens
Blood, Sea, Sky
Charles Dickens (1838). “The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club”, p.148

And therefore, Uncle, though it has never put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe that [Christmas] has done me good, and will do me good; and I say, God bless it!

Charles Dickens
Uncles, Believe, Gold
Charles Dickens (1858). “A Christmas Carol”, p.6

It is no worse, because I write of it. It would be no better, if I stopped my most unwilling hand. Nothing can undo it; nothing can make it otherwise than as it was.

Charles Dickens
Writing, Hands, Would Be
Charles Dickens (2006). “David Copperfield”, p.400, Penguin

Break their hearts my pride and hope, break their hearts and have no mercy. -Miss Havisham

Charles Dickens
Heart, Pride, Missing

Really, for a man who had been out of practice for so many years it was a splendid laugh!

Charles Dickens
Men, Years, Practice
Charles Dickens (1983). “A Christmas Carol: A Ghost Story of Christmas”, p.91, Library of Alexandria

The age of chivalry is past. Bores have succeeded to dragons.

Charles Dickens
Past, Bores You, Dragons

"Hope, you see, Wal'r," said the Captain, sagely, "Hope. It's that as animates you. Hope is a buoy, for which you overhaul your Little Warbler, sentimental diwision, but Lord, my lad, like any other buoy, it only floats; it can't be steered nowhere. Along with the figure-head of Hope,' said the Captain, 'there's a anchor; but what's the good of my having a anchor, if I can't find no bottom to let it go in?"

Charles Dickens
Inspirational, Anchors, Let It Go
Charles Dickens (1872). “The Works of Charles Dickens”, p.284

The two stand in the fast-thinning throng of victims, but they speak as if they were alone. Eye to eye, voice to voice, hand to hand, heart to heart, these two children of the Universal Mother, else so wide apart and differing, have come together on the dark highway, to repair home together and to rest in her bosom.

Charles Dickens
Mother, Children, Home
Charles Dickens (2012). “Four Novels: Great Expectations, David Copperfield, A Tale of Two Cities, and Hard Times”, p.447, Graphic Arts Books

My father’s family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.

Charles Dickens
Christian, Father, Names
Charles Dickens (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)”, p.7092, Delphi Classics

I am a neat hand at cookery, and I'll tell you what I knocked up for my Christmas-eve dinner in the Library Cart. I knocked up a beefsteak-pudding for one, with two kidneys, a dozen oysters, and a couple of mushrooms thrown in. It's a pudding to put a man in good humour with everything, except the two bottom buttons of his waistcoat.

Charles Dickens
Couple, Men, Hands
M. R. James, Arthur Conan Doyle, Saki, Sabine Baring-Gould, Thomas Hardy (2017). “Spooky Christmas: 30+ Supernatural & Eerie Tales: Ghost Stories, Horror Tales & Legends: The Silver Hatchet, Wolverden Tower, The Wolves of Cernogratz, The Box with the Iron Clamps, The Grave by the Handpost, The Ghost’s Touch…”, p.285, e-artnow

Wen you're a married man, Samivel, you'll understand a good many things as you don't understand now; but vether it's worth while goin' through so much to learn so little, as the charity-boy sand ven he go to the end of the alphabet, it's a matter of taste.

Charles Dickens
Funny, Marriage, Learning
Charles Dickens (1993). “The Pickwick Papers”, p.350, Wordsworth Editions

Why should I disguise what you know so well, but what the crowd never dream of? We companies are all birds of prey; mere birds of prey. The only question is, whether in serving our own turn, we can serve yours too; whether in double-lining our own nest, we can put a single living into yours.

Charles Dickens
Dream, Animal, Bird
Charles Dickens (1867). “The Life and Adventures of Martin Chuzzlewit”, p.277

Quadruped lions are said to be savage, only when they are hungry; biped lions are rarely sulky longer than when their appetite for distinction remains unappeased.

Charles Dickens
Animal, Words Of Wisdom, Savages
Charles Dickens (1843). “The Life and Adventures of Nicholas Nickleby”, p.193

Judiciously show a cat milk, if you wish her to thirst for it. Judiciously show a dog his natural prey, if you wish him to bring it down one day.

Charles Dickens
Dog, Cat, Animal
Charles Dickens (1859). “A Tale of Two Cities”, p.276

She's the sort of woman now,' said Mould, . . . 'one would almost feel disposed to bury for nothing: and do it neatly, too!

Charles Dickens
Women, Mould, Said
Charles Dickens (1844). “The Life and Adventures of Martin Chuzzlewit”, p.307, Chapman and Hall

At last, in the dead of the night, when the street was very still indeed, Little Dorrit laid the heavy head upon her bosom, and soothed her to sleep. And thus she sat at the gate, as it were alone; looking up at the stars, and seeing the clouds pass over them in their wild flight-which was the dance at Little Dorrit's party.

Charles Dickens
Nature, Stars, Party
CHARLES DICKENS (1867). “LITTLE DORRIT”, p.110

Day was breaking at Plashwater Weir Mill Lock. Stars were yet visible, but there was dull light in the east that was not the light of night. The moon had gone down, and a mist crept along the banks of the river, seen through which the trees were the ghosts of trees, and the water was the ghost of water. This earth looked spectral, and so did the pale stars: while the cold eastern glare, expressionless as to heat or colour, with the eye of the firmament quenched, might have been likened to the stare of the dead.

Charles Dickens
Nature, Stars, Eye
Charles Dickens (1873). “A Cyclopedia of the Best Thoughts of Charles Dickens”, p.317

You should keep dogs-fine animals-sagacious.

Charles Dickens
Dog, Animal, Should
Charles Dickens (1837). “The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club”, p.9

It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations.

Charles Dickens
Truth, Greatness, Men
Bleak House ch. 28 (1853)

I don't like that sort of school... where the bright childish imagination is utterly discouraged... where I have never seen among the pupils, whether boys or girls, anything but little parrots and small calculating machines.

Charles Dickens
Girl, Creativity, School
Charles Dickens (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)”, p.14216, Delphi Classics

The meagre lighthouse all in white, haunting the seaboard, as if it were the ghost of an edifice that had once had colour and rotundity, dripped melancholy tears after its late buffeting by the waves.

Charles Dickens
White, Tears, Haunting
CHARLES DICKENS (1867). “LITTLE DORRIT”, p.412

Blackened skeleton arms of wood by the wayside pointed upward to the convent, as if the ghosts of former travellers, overwhelmed by the snow, haunted the scene of their distress. Icicle-hung caves and cellars built for refuges from sudden storms, were like so many whispers of the perils of the place; never-resting wreaths and mazes of mist wandered about, hunted by a moaning wind; and snow, the besetting danger of the mountain, against which all its defences were taken, drifted sharply down.

Charles Dickens
Taken, Skeletons, Wind
Charles Dickens (2009). “The Complete Works of Charles Dickens: Little Dorrit”, p.448, Cosimo, Inc.

Some women's faces are, in their brightness, a prophecy; and some, in their sadness, a history.

Charles Dickens
Sadness, Brightness, Faces

My meaning is, that no man can expect his children to respect what he degrades.

Charles Dickens
Children, Men, Degrade
Charles Dickens (1850). “The life and adventures of Martin Chuzzlewit: With a frontispiece, from a drawing by Frank Stone”, p.341

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