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CHARLES DICKENS QUOTES
Charles Dickens (1812-1870)
English novelist
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I only ask to be free. The butterflies are free. Mankind will surely not deny to Harold Skimpole what it concedes to the butterflies!
CHARLES DICKENS, Bleak House
Facts alone are wanted in life. Plant nothing else, and root out everything else.
CHARLES DICKENS, Hard Times
There are many pleasant fictions of the law in constant operation, but there is not one so pleasant or practically humorous as that which supposes every man to be of equal value in its impartial eye, and the benefits of all laws to be equally attainable by all men, without the smallest reference to the furniture of their pockets.
CHARLES DICKENS, Nicholas Nickleby
Grief never mended no broken bones.
CHARLES DICKENS, Sketches by Boz
Train up a fig-tree in the way it should go, and when you are old sit under the shade of it.
CHARLES DICKENS, Dombey and Son
Dignity, and even holiness too, sometimes, are more questions of coat and waistcoat than some people imagine.
CHARLES DICKENS, Oliver Twist
Subdue your appetites, my dears, and you've conquered human nature.
CHARLES DICKENS, Nicholas Nickleby
Any man may be in good spirits and good temper when he's well dressed.
CHARLES DICKENS, Martin Chuzzlewit
For who can wonder that man should feel a vague belief in tales of disembodied spirits wandering through those places which they once dearly affected, when he himself, scarcely less separated from his old world than they, is for ever lingering upon past emotions and bygone times, and hovering, the ghost of his former self, about the places and people that warmed his heart of old?
CHARLES DICKENS, Master Humphrey's Clock
There is a passion for hunting something deeply implanted in the human breast.
CHARLES DICKENS, Oliver Twist
If there were no bad people there would be no good lawyers.
CHARLES DICKENS, The Old Curiosity Shop
A good uniform must work its way with the women, sooner or later.
CHARLES DICKENS, Pickwick Papers
Gold conjures up a mist about a man, more destructive of all his old senses and lulling to his feelings than the fumes of charcoal.
CHARLES DICKENS, Nicholas Nickleby
There are only two styles of portrait painting: the serious and the smirk.
CHARLES DICKENS, Nicholas Nickleby
Minds, like bodies, will often fall into a pimpled, ill-conditioned state from mere excess of comfort.
CHARLES DICKENS, Barnaby Rudge
When men are about to commit, or sanction the commission of some injustice, it is not uncommon for them to express pity for the object either of that or some parallel proceeding, and to feel themselves, at the time, quite virtuous and moral, and immensely superior to those who express no pity at all. This is a kind of upholding of faith above works, and is very comfortable.
CHARLES DICKENS, Nicholas Nickleby
It is a hopeless endeavour to attract people to a theatre unless they can be first brought to believe that they will never get in.
CHARLES DICKENS, Nicholas Nickleby
Merry Christmas! ... What's Christmas time to you but a time for paying bills without money; a time for finding yourself a year older, and not an hour richer; a time for balancing your books and having every item in 'em through a round dozen of months presented against you? If I would work my will ... every idiot who goes about with "Merry Christmas," on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart.
CHARLES DICKENS, A Christmas Carol
I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round -- apart from the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything belonging to it can be apart from that -- as a good time: a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time: the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, 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 their journeys.
CHARLES DICKENS, A Christmas Carol
It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.
CHARLES DICKENS, A Tale of Two Cities
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