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.
The bright old day now dawns again; the cry runs through the the land,
In England there shall be dear bread—in Ireland, sword and brand;
And poverty, and ignorance, shall swell the rich and grand,
So, rally round the rulers with the gentle iron hand,
Of the fine old English Tory days;
Hail to the coming time!
O let us love our occupations,
Bless the squire and his relations,
Live upon our daily rations,
And always know our proper stations.
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.
Resisting the slow touch of a frozen finger tracing out my spine.
I used to sit, think, think, thinking, till I felt as lonesome as a kitten in a wash–house copper with the lid on.
Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine.
In mind, she was of a strong and vigorous turn, having from her earliest youth devoted herself with uncommon ardour to the study of the law; not wasting her speculations upon its eagle flights, which are rare, but tracing it attentively through all the slippery and eel-like crawlings in which it commonly pursues its way.
Under an accumulation of staggerers, no man can be considered a free agent. No man knocks himself down; if his destiny knocks him down, his destiny must pick him up again.
In love of home, the love of country has its rise.
That vague kind of penitence which holidays awaken next morning.
Whether they were right or wrong in this conjecture, certain it is that minds, like bodies, will often fall into a pimpled ill-conditioned state from mere excess of comfort, and like them, are often successfully cured by remedies in themselves very nauseous and unpalatable.
The men who learn endurance, are they who call the whole world brother.
Cows are my passion.
If you could see my legs when I take my boots off, you'd form some idea of what unrequited affection is.
He is a gentleman of strict conscience, disdainful of all littleness and meanness and ready on the shortest notice to die any death you may please to mention rather than give occasion for the least impeachment of his integrity. He is an honourable, obstinate, truthful, high-spirited, intensely prejudiced, perfectly unreasonable man.
"Oh, dear no, miss," he said. "This is a London particular." I had never heard of such a thing. "A fog, miss," said the young gentleman. "Oh, indeed!" said I.
Not to put too fine a point on it.
He had a cane, he had an eye-glass, he had a snuff-box, he had rings, he had wristbands, he had everything but any touch of nature; he was not like youth, he was not like age, he was not like anything in the world but a model of deportment.
It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations.
Not to put too fine a point upon it.
Take care, while you are young, that you can think in those days, 'I never whitened a hair of her dear head, I never marked a sorrowful line in her face!' For of all the many things that you can think when you are a man, you had better have that by you, Woolwich!
Dead, your Majesty. Dead, my lords and gentlemen. Dead, Right Reverends and Wrong Reverends of every order. Dead, men and women, born with Heavenly compassion in your hearts. And dying thus around us every day.
Now, what I want is, Facts. Teach these boys and girls nothing but Facts. Facts alone are wanted in life. Plant nothing else, and root out everything else. You can only form the minds of reasoning animals upon Facts: nothing else will ever be of any service to them. This is the principle on which I bring up my own children, and this is the principle on which I bring up these children. Stick to Facts, sir!
There is a wisdom of the Head, and ... there is a wisdom of the Heart.
I am the only child of parents who weighed, measured, and priced everything; for whom what could not be weighed, measured, and priced, had no existence.
Whatever was required to be done, the Circumlocution Office was beforehand with all the public departments in the art of perceiving — HOW NOT TO DO IT.
Once a gentleman, and always a gentleman.
In the little world in which children have their existence whosoever brings them up, there is nothing so finely perceived and so finely felt, as injustice. It may be only small injustice that the child can be exposed to; but the child is small, and its world is small, and its rocking-horse stands as many hands high, according to scale, as a big-boned Irish hunter.
My guiding star always is, Get hold of portable property.
Throughout life, our worst weaknesses and meannesses are usually committed for the sake of the people we most despise.
Take nothing on its looks; take everything on evidence. There's no better rule.
'And if it's proud to have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts,' Miss Jenny struck in, flushed, 'she is proud. And if it's not, she is NOT.'
Money and goods are certainly the best of references.
Professionally he declines and falls, and as a friend he drops into poetry.
I want to be something so much worthier than the doll in the doll's house.
That's the state to live and die in!...R-r-rich!
'No one is useless in this world,' retorted the Secretary, 'who lightens the burden of it for any one else.'
A day wasted on others is not wasted on one's self.
Electric communication will never be a substitute for the face of someone who with their soul encourages another person to be brave and true.
By: Charles Dickens
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