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 as the greatest novelist of the Victorian era. His works enjoyed unprecedented popularity during his lifetime, and by the twentieth century critics and scholars had recognised him as a literary genius. His novels and short stories enjoy lasting popularity. Dickens’s literary success began with the 1836 serial publication of The Pickwick Papers. Within a few years he had become an international literary celebrity, famous for his humour, satire, and keen observation of character and society.
A Loving Heart Is The Truest Wisdom.
The Whole Difference Between Construction And Creation Is Exactly This: That A Thing Constructed Can Only Be Loved After It Is Constructed; But A Thing Created Is Loved Before It Exists.
I Will Honor Christmas In My Heart, And Try To Keep It All The Year.
It Was The Best Of Times, It Was The Worst Of Times.
I Never Could Have Done What I Have Done Without The Habits Of Punctuality, Order, And Diligence, Without The Determination To Concentrate Myself On One Subject At A Time.
A Person Who Can't Pay Gets Another Person Who Can't Pay To Guarantee That He Can Pay. Like A Person With Two Wooden Legs Getting Another Person With Two Wooden Legs To Guarantee That He Has Got Two Natural Legs. It Don't Make Either Of Them Able To Do A Walking-match.
He Would Make A Lovely Corpse.
You Don't Carry In Your Countenance A Letter Of Recommendation.
There Is A Wisdom Of The Head, And A Wisdom Of The Heart.
The Age Of Chivalry Is Past. Bores Have Succeeded To Dragons.
There Are Dark Shadows On The Earth, But Its Lights Are Stronger In The Contrast.
Papa, Potatoes, Poultry, Prunes And Prism, Are All Very Good Words For The Lips.
Nature Gives To Every Time And Season Some Beauties Of Its Own; And From Morning To Night, As From The Cradle To The Grave, It Is But A Succession Of Changes So Gentle And Easy That We Can Scarcely Mark Their Progress.
Bring In The Bottled Lightning, A Clean Tumbler, And A Corkscrew.
It Opens The Lungs, Washes The Countenance, Exercises The Eyes, And Softens Down The Temper; So Cry Away.
The Men Who Learn Endurance, Are They Who Call The Whole World, Brother.
There Is Nothing So Strong Or Safe In An Emergency Of Life As The Simple Truth.
Let Us Be Moral. Let Us Contemplate Existence.
Vices Are Sometimes Only Virtues Carried To Excess!
I Have Known A Vast Quantity Of Nonsense Talked About Bad Men Not Looking You In The Face. Don't Trust That Conventional Idea. Dishonesty Will Stare Honesty Out Of Countenance Any Day In The Week, If There Is Anything To Be Got By It.
If There Were No Bad People, There Would Be No Good Lawyers.
We Forge The Chains We Wear In Life.
Have A Heart That Never Hardens, And A Temper That Never Tires, And A Touch That Never Hurts.
An Idea, Like A Ghost, Must Be Spoken To A Little Before It Will Explain Itself.
It Is A Melancholy Truth That Even Great Men Have Their Poor Relations.
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.
Send Forth The Child And Childish Man Together, And Blush For The Pride That Libels Our Own Old Happy State, And Gives Its Title To An Ugly And Distorted Image.
May Not The Complaint, That Common People Are Above Their Station, Often Take Its Rise In The Fact Of Uncommon People Being Below Theirs?
Little Red Riding Hood Was My First Love. I Felt That If I Could Have Married Little Red Riding Hood, I Should Have Known Perfect Bliss.
Reflect Upon Your Present Blessings Of Which Every Man Has Many - Not On Your Past Misfortunes, Of Which All Men Have Some.
I Only Ask To Be Free. The Butterflies Are Free.
To Conceal Anything From Those To Whom I Am Attached, Is Not In My Nature. I Can Never Close My Lips Where I Have Opened My Heart.
Credit Is A System Whereby A Person Who Can Not Pay Gets Another Person Who Can Not Pay To Guarantee That He Can Pay.
A Day Wasted On Others Is Not Wasted On One's Self.
Great Men Are Seldom Over-scrupulous In The Arrangement Of Their Attire.
There Are Strings In The Human Heart That Had Better Not Be Vibrated.
Life Is Made Of Ever So Many Partings Welded Together.
Subdue Your Appetites, My Dears, And You've Conquered Human Nature.
A Wonderful Fact To Reflect Upon, That Every Human Creature Is Constituted To Be That Profound Secret And Mystery To Every Other.
There Are Books Of Which The Backs And Covers Are By Far The Best Parts.
Home Is A Name, A Word, It Is A Strong One; Stronger Than Magician Ever Spoke, Or Spirit Ever Answered To, In The Strongest Conjuration.
There Are Not A Few Among The Disciples Of Charity Who Require, In Their Vocation, Scarcely Less Excitement Than The Votaries Of Pleasure In Theirs.
There Are Only Two Styles Of Portrait Painting; The Serious And The Smirk.
Happy, Happy Christmas, That Can Win Us Back To The Delusions Of Our Childhood Days, Recall To The Old Man The Pleasures Of His Youth, And Transport The Traveler Back To His Own Fireside And Quiet Home!
The Civility Which Money Will Purchase, Is Rarely Extended To Those Who Have None.
Charity Begins At Home, And Justice Begins Next Door.
Christmas Time! That Man Must Be A Misanthrope Indeed, In Whose Breast Something Like A Jovial Feeling Is Not Roused - In Whose Mind Some Pleasant Associations Are Not Awakened - By The Recurrence Of Christmas.
I Know I Do Not Exaggerate, Unconsciously And Unintentionally, The Scantiness Of My Resources And The Difficulty Of My Life... I Know That, But For The Mercy Of God, I Might Easily Have Been, For Any Care That Was Taken Of Me, A Little Robber Or A Vagabond.
Anything For The Quick Life, As The Man Said When He Took The Situation At The Lighthouse.
Regrets Are The Natural Property Of Grey Hairs.