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My sister having so much to do, was going to church vicariously, that is to say, Joe and I were goin...

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Great Expectations

In a utilitarian age, of all other times, it is a matter of grave importance that fairy tales should...

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Works of Charles Dickens

The year was dying early, the leaves were falling fast, it was a raw cold day when we took possessio...

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Three Ghost Stories

Casting my eyes on Mr. Wemmick as we went along, to see what he was like in the light of day, I foun...

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The Seven Poor Travellers

Mr Pickwick awoke the next morning, there was not a symptom of rheumatism about him; which proves, a...

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Company, you see - company is - is - it's a very different thing from solitude - an't it?

It is the fate of most men who mingle with the world, and attain even the prime of life, to make man...

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The Pickwick Papers

Poetry makes life what lights and music do the stage.

The Pickwick Papers

I never heerd...nor read of nor see in picters, any angel in tights and gaiters...but...he's a reg'l...

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The Pickwick Papers

She dotes on poetry, sir. She adores it; I may say that her whole soul and mind are wound up, and en...

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The Pickwick Papers

He was simply and staunchly true to his duty alike in the large case and in the small. So all true s...

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The Mystery of Edwin Drood

But Rosa soon made the discovery that Miss Twinkleton didn't read fairly. She cut the love-scenes, i...

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The Mystery of Edwin Drood

Who is Mr. Jasper?"Rosa turned aside her head in answering: "Eddy's uncle, and my music-master.""You...

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The Mystery of Edwin Drood

For certain, neither of them sees a happy Present, as the gate opens and closes, and one goes in, an...

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The Mystery of Edwin Drood

Christmas is a time in which, of all times in the year, the memory of every remediable sorrow, wrong...

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The Haunted Man and the Ghost's Bargain

And here you see me working out, as cheerfully and thankfully as I may, my doom of sharing in the gl...

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That I growed up a man and not a beast says something for me.

A man may live to be as old as Methuselah,’ said Mr. Filer, ‘and may labour all his life for the ben...

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A new heart for a New Year, always!

Oh, let us love our occupations,Bless the squire and his relations,Live upon our daily rations,And a...

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So may the New Year be a happy one to you, happy to many more whose happiness depends on you!

Christmas time! That man must be a misanthrope indeed, in whose breast something like a jovial feeli...

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Christmas time! That man must be a misanthrope indeed, in whose breast something like a jovial feeli...

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Sketches by Boz

It is a place that 'grows upon you' every day. There seems to be always something to find out in it....

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The fire? It has been alive as long as I have. We talk and think together all night long. It’s like ...

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The Old Curiosity Shop

Wish me everything that you can wish for the woman you dearly love, and I have as good as got it, Jo...

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Our Mutual Friend

Give me a moment, because I like to cry for joy. It's so delicious, John dear, to cry for joy.

Our Mutual Friend

We are thankful to come here for rest, sir," said Jenny. "You see, you don't know what the rest of t...

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Our Mutual Friend

And this is the eternal law. For, Evil often stops short at istelf and dies with the doer of it! but...

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Our Mutual Friend

[She wasn't] a logically reasoning woman, but God is good, and hearts may count in heaven as high as...

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Our Mutual Friend

Are you thankful for not being young?''Yes, sir. If I was young, it would all have to be gone throug...

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Our Mutual Friend

Bradley Headstone, in his decent black coat and waistcoat, and decent white shirt, and decent formal...

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Our Mutual Friend

I really am a little afraid, my dear,” hinted the cherub meekly, “that you are not enjoying yourself...

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Our Mutual Friend

...and he glanced at the backs of the books, with an awakened curiosity that went below the binding....

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Our Mutual Friend

Ah me!" said he, "what might have been is not what is!

Our Mutual Friend

There are some promotions in life, which, independent of the more substantial rewards they offer, ac...

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Oliver Twistder Ungekürzte Originaltext

Let the tears which fell, and the broken words which were exchanged in the long close embrace betwee...

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Oliver Twist

For the rest of his life, Oliver Twist remembers a single word of blessing spoken to him by another ...

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Your tale is of the longest," observed Monks, moving restlessly in his chair.It is a true tale of gr...

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Oliver Twist

There are a good many books, are there not, my boy?” said Mr. Brownlow, observing the curiosity with...

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Oliver Twist

The doctor seemed especially troubled by the fact of the robbery having been unexpected, and attempt...

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Oliver Twist

He spoke in hard and angry earnest, if a man ever did," replied the girl, shaking her head. "He is a...

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Oliver Twist

The great principle of out-of-door relief is, to give the paupers exactly what they don't want; and ...

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Oliver Twist

Dickens writes that one of his characters, "listened to everything without seeming to, which showed ...

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Oh! if, when we oppress and grind our fellow-creatures, we bestowed but one thought on the dark evid...

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Oliver Twist

There are books of which the backs and covers are by far the best parts.

Oliver Twist

Some conjurers say that number three is the magic number, and some say number seven. It's neither my...

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Oliver Twist

But struggling with these better feelings was pride,--the vice of the lowest and most debased creatu...

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Dignity, and even holiness too, sometimes, are more questions of coat and waistcoat than some people...

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Oliver Twist

Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief itself arose s...

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Oliver Twist

Bless the bright eyes of your sex! They never see, whether for good or bad, more than one side of an...

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Oliver Twist

It is the custom on the stage: in all good, murderous melodramas: to present the tragic and the comi...

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If an enthusiastic, ardent, and ambitous man marry a wife on whose name there is a stain, which, tho...

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Oliver Twist

I loved you madly; in the distasteful work of the day, in the wakeful misery of the night, girded by...

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The Mystery of Edwin Drood

Gradually, he fell into that deep tranquil sleep which ease from recent suffering alone imparts; tha...

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Spring flew swiftly by, and summer came; and if the village had been beautiful at first, it was now ...

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Oliver Twist

Such a number of nights,' said the girl, with a touch of woman's tenderness, which communicated some...

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Oliver Twist

I know that she deserves the best and purest love the heart of man can offer," said Mrs. Maylie; "I ...

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Oliver Twist

As she stooped over him, her tears fell upon his forehead.The boy stirred, and smiled in his sleep, ...

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It is because I think so much of warm and sensitive hearts, that I would spare them from being wound...

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To do a great right, you may do a little wrong; and you may take any means which the end to be attai...

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I have seen enough, too, to know that it is not always the youngest and best who are spared to those...

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Oliver Twist

I only hope, for the sake of the rising male sex generally, that you may be found in as vulnerable a...

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Oliver Twist

Your haughty religious people would have held their heads up to see me as I am tonight, and preached...

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Oliver Twist

Oliver has long since grown stout and healthy; but health or sickness made no difference in his warm...

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Oliver Twist

Always the way!" muttered the Jew to himself as he turned homewards. "The worst of these women is, t...

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Oliver Twist

The persons on whom I have bestowed my dearest love lie deep in their graves; but, although the happ...

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Oliver Twist

Such is the influence which the condition of our own thoughts, exercises, even over the appearance o...

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The boy was lying, fast asleep, on a rude bed upon the floor; so pale with anxiety, and sadness, and...

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Why look'e, young gentleman," said Toby, "when a man keeps himself so very ex-clusive as I have done...

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My heart is set, as firmly as ever heart of man was set on woman. I have no thought, no view, no hop...

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Oliver Twist

Dickens writes that an event, "began to be forgotten, as most affairs are, when wonder, having no fr...

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The mental agony I have suffered, during the last two days, wrings from me the avowal to you of a pa...

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Oliver Twist

I can't go into a long explanation before company; but I couldn't help it, upon my honour."Upon your...

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Sudden shifts and changes are no bad preparation for political life.

The girl's life had been squandered in the streets, and among the most noisome of the stews and dens...

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Pride is one of the seven deadly sins; but it cannot be the pride of a mother in her children, for t...

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He executed his commission with great promptitude and dispatch, only calling at one public-house for...

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Dreams are the bright creatures of poem and legend, who sport on earth in the night season, and melt...

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Nicholas Nickleby

What a situation!' cried Miss Squeers; '...What is the reason that men fall in love with me, whether...

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Nicholas Nickleby

He has a very nice face and style, really," said Mrs. Kenwigs."He certainly has," added Miss Petowke...

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Nicholas Nickleby

I'm pretty well. So's the family, and so's the boys, except for a sort of rash as is a running throu...

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Gold conjures up a mist about a man, more destructive of all his old senses and lulling to his feeli...

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Nicholas Nickleby

Happiness is a gift and the trick is not to expect it, but to delight in it when it comes.

Nicholas Nickleby

There are many pleasant fictions of the law in constant operation, but there is not one so pleasant ...

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Nicholas Nickleby

The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.

Nicholas Nickleby

Go ye, who rest so placidly upon the sacred Bard who had been young, and when he strung his harp was...

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Let us take heed how we laugh without reason, lest we cry with it.

Martin Chuzzlewit

When she spoke, Tom held his breath, so eagerly he listened; when she sang, he sat like one entrance...

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My meaning is, that no man can expect his children to respect what he degrades.

Martin Chuzzlewit

[S]he stood for some moments gazing at the sisters, with affection beaming in one eye, and calculati...

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Martin took the same course, thinking as he went, that perhaps the free and independent citizens, wh...

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Martin Chuzzlewit

Aye, though he loved her from his soul with such a self denying love as woman seldom wins; he spoke ...

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Martin Chuzzlewit

His high spiced wares were made to sell, and they sold; and his thousands of readers could as ration...

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He had a certain air of being a handsome man--which he was not; and a certain air of being a well-br...

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Little Dorrit: Volume 1

It was the shadow of Some one who had gone by long before: of Some one who had gone on far away quit...

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[Credit is a system whereby] a person who can't pay, gets another person who can't pay, to guarantee...

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Little Dorrit

A commission of haberdashers could alone have reported whatthe rest of her poor dress was made of, b...

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One always begins to forgive a place as soon as it’s left behind.

It was an instinctive testimony to Little Dorrit's worth and difference from all the rest, that the ...

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What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to coll...

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Little Dorrit

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Charles Dickens

Writer

Born: 1812-02-07

Died: 1870-06-09

Charles John Huffam Dickens, FRSA (7 February 1812 – 9 June 1870) was the foremost English novelist of the Victorian era, as well as a vigorous social campaigner.More