The loveliest things in life are but shadows; they come and go, and change and fade away… – Charles Dickens, Martin Chuzzlewit. (Penguin Classics; Reissue edition August 1, 2000) Originally published 1844.
Out of my thoughts! You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read, since I first came here, the rough common boy whose poor heart you wounded even then. You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since – on the river, […],… Continue reading Charles Dickens
I took her hand in mine, and we went out of the ruined place; and, as the morning mists had risen long ago when I first left the forge, so, the evening mists were rising now, and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they showed to me, I saw no shadow of another… Continue reading Charles Dickens
Mystery and disappointment are not absolutely indispensable to the growth of love, but they are, very often, its powerful auxiliaries. — Charles Dickens, Nicholas Nickleby. (Penguin Classics; New Ed edition November 1, 1999) Originally serialized March 1838 -October 1839; book format published 1839 by Chapman & Hall.
He had no further intercourse with Spirits, but lived upon the Total Abstinence Principle, ever afterwards; and it was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed,… Continue reading Charles Dickens
Love her, love her, love her! If she favours you, love her. If she wounds you, love her. If she tears your heart to pieces–and as it gets older and stronger, it will tear deeper–love her, love her, love her! — Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (Penguin Classics, 2002)
No space of regret can make amends for one life’s opportunity misused. — Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol. Published 19 December 1843 (Chapman & Hall)
Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable day. — Charles Dickens, Great Expectations. (Chapman & Hall; Serialized 1860-1; book form 1861)
She was more than human to me. She was a Fairy, a Sylph, I don’t know what she was – anything that no one ever saw, and everything that everybody ever wanted. I was swallowed up in an abyss of love in an instant. There was no pausing on the brink; no looking down, or… Continue reading Charles Dickens
I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. ― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations. (Chapman & Hall; Serialized 1860-1; book form 1861)