1,913 Quotes by Charles Dickens

Foul weather didn’t know where to have him.

If the parks be “the lungs of London” we wonder what Greenwich Fair is – a periodical breaking out, we suppose – a sort of spring rash.

Then I’m sorry to say, I’ve eat your pie.

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

We are friends,” said I, rising and bending over her, as she rose from the bench. “And will continue friends apart,” said Estella. I took her hand in mine, and we went out of the ruined place; and, as the morning mists had risen long ago when I first left the forge, so the evening mists were rising now, and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they showed to me, I saw no shadow of another parting from her.

Such is hope, heaven’s own gift to struggling mortals, pervading, like some subtle essence from the skies, all things both good and bad.

Two other passengers, besides the one, were plodding up the hill by the side of the mail. All three were wrapped to the cheekbones.

In seasons of pestilence, some of us will have a secret attraction to the disease – a terrible passing inclination to die of it.

Battledore and shuttlecock’s a wery good game, vhen you an’t the shuttlecock and two lawyers the battledores, in which case it gets too exciting to be pleasant.