Charles Dickens Quotes Part 53

Charles Dickens Quotes Part 53: Charles John Huffam Dickens was an English writer and social critic. He created some of the world’s best-known fictional characters and is regarded by many as the greatest novelist of the Victorian era.

His works enjoyed unprecedented popularity during his lifetime and, by the 20th century, critics and scholars had recognised him as a literary genius. His novels and short stories are widely read today.

 

Charles Dickens Quotes Part 53

Charles dickens quotes

 

 

“A horse is a quadruped, and quadruped’s latin for beast, as everybody that’s gone through grammar knows, or else what’s the use in having grammars at all?”
― Charles Dickens, Nicholas Nickleby

 

 

 

 

“The struggle in Mr. Guppy’s breast and the numerous oscillations it occasioned him between his mother’s door and us were sufficiently conspicuous in the windy street (particularly as his hair wanted cutting) to make us hurry away. I did so with a lightened heart; but when we last looked back, Mr. Guppy was still oscillating in the same troubled state of mind.”
― Charles Dickens, Bleak House

 

 

 

“Meat, ma’am, meat.”
― Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist

 

 

 

 

“What do I know, father,’ said Louisa in her quiet manner, ‘of tastes and fancies; of aspirations and affections; of all that part of my nature in which such light things might have been nourished? What escape have I had from problems that could be demonstrated, and realities that could be grasped?’ As she said it, she unconsciously closed her hand, as if upon a solid object, and slowly opened it as though she were releasing dust or ash.”
― Charles Dickens, Hard Times

 

Charles Dickens Quotes Part 53

 

 

“Indeed this gentleman’s stoicism was of that not uncommon kind, which enables a man to bear with exemplary fortitude the afflictions of his friends, but renders him, by way of counterpoise, rather selfish and sensitive in respect of any that happen to befall himself.”
― Charles Dickens, Barnaby Rudge

 

 

 

 

“All the people within reach had suspended their business, or their idleness, to run to the spot and drink the wine. The rough, irregular stones of the street, pointing every way, and designed, one might have thought, expressly to lame all living creatures that approached them, had dammed it into little pools; these were surrounded, each by its own jostling group or crowd, according to its size. Some men kneeled down, made scoops of their two hands joined, and sipped, or tried to help women, who bent over their shoulders, to sip, before the wine had all run out between their fingers. Others, men and women, dipped in the puddles with little mugs of mutilated earthenware, or even with handkerchiefs from women’s heads, which were squeezed dry into infants’ mouths; others made small mud-embankments, to stem the wine as it ran; others, directed by lookers-on up at high windows, darted here and there, to cut off little streams of wine that started away in new directions; others devoted themselves to the sodden and lee-dyed pieces of the cask, licking, and even champing the moister wine-rotted fragments with eager relish. There was no drainage to carry off the wine, and not only did it all get taken up, but so much mud got taken up along with it, that there might have been a scavenger in the street, if anybody acquainted with it could have believed in such a miraculous presence.”
― Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

 

 

 

 

“He spoke in hard and angry earnest, if a man ever did,” replied the girl, shaking her head. “He is an earnest man when his hatred is up. I know many who do worse things; but I’d rather listen to them all a dozen times, than to that Monks once.”
― Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist

 

 

 

 

“I have always thought of Christmas time as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.”
― Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol

 

 

Charles Dickens Quotes Part 53

 

“Surprises, like misfortunes, seldom come alone.”
― Charles Dickens

 

 

 

 

“Joe went all the way home with his mouth wide open, to rinse the rum out with as much air as possible.”
― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

 

 

 

 

“At length it became high time to remember the first clause of that great discovery made by the ancient philosopher, for securing health, riches, and wisdom; the infallibility of which has been for generations verified by the enormous fortunes constantly amassed by chimney-sweepers and other persons who get up early and go to bed betimes.”
― Charles Dickens, Martin Chuzzlewit

 

 

 

 

“ولكن المحاصيل فى الحقول كانت هزيلة مثلها فى ذلك مثل العمال الذين حاولوا زراعتها , حتى الأرض بدت وكأنها تشارك الناس بؤسهــــــم”
― Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

 

 

Charles Dickens Quotes Part 53

 

 

“Can I say of her face—altered as I have reason to remember it, perished as I know it is—that it is gone, when here it comes before me at this instant, as distinct as any face that I may choose to look on in a crowded street? Can I say of her innocent and girlish beauty, that it faded, and was no more, when its breath falls on my cheek now, as it fell that night? Can I say she ever changed, when my remembrance brings her back to life, thus only; and, truer to its loving youth than I have been, or man ever is, still holds fast what it cherished then?”
― Charles Dickens, David Copperfield

 

 

 

 

“The white face of the winter day came sluggishly on, veiled in a frosty mist; and the shadowy ships in the river slowly changed to black substances; and the sun, blood-red on the eastern marshes behind dark masts and yards, seemed filled with the ruins of a forest it had set on fire.”
― Charles Dickens, Our Mutual Friend

 

 

 

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