Charles Quotes

Looking up, she showed him quite a young face, but one whose bloom and promise were all swept away, as if the haggard winter should unnaturally kill the spring. ~ The Haunted Man by Charles Dickens "I have read in your face, as plain as if it was a book, that but for some trouble and sorrow we should never know half the good there is about us." ~ The Haunted Man by Charles Dickens When these shadows brought into the minds of older people, other thoughts, and showed them different images. When they stole from their retreats, in the likenesses of forms and faces from the past, from the grave, from the deep, deep gulf, where the things that might have been, and never were, are always wandering. ~ The Haunted Man by Charles Dickens "Lord keep my memory green!" ~ The Haunted Man by Charles Dickens Everybody said so. Far be it from me to assert that what everybody says must be true. Everybody is, often, as likely to be wrong as right. ~ The Haunted Man by Charles Dickens "Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine." ~ The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens In love of home, the love of country has its rise. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens . . . that vague kind of penitence which holidays awaken next morning. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens The night crept on apace, the moon went down, the stars grew pale and dim, and morning, cold as they, slowly approached. Then, from behind a distant hill, the noble sun rose up, driving the mists in phantom shapes before it, and clearing the earth of their ghostly forms till darkness came again. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens It was a very aged, ghostly place; the church had been built many hundreds of years ago, and had once had a convent or monastery attached; for arches in ruins, remains of oriel windows, and fragments of blackened walls, were yet standing-, while other portions of the old building, which had crumbled away and fallen down, were mingled with the churchyard earth and overgrown with grass, as if they too claimed a burying-place and sought to mix their ashes with the dust of men. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens