...his genius, during his earlier manhood, was of that exclusively agricultural character which applies itself to the cultivation of wild oats.
Charles DickensTag: little-dorrit
Whatever her tone with me happened to be, I could put no trust in it, and build no hope on it; and yet I went on against trust and against hope. Why repeat it a thousand times? So it always was.
Charles DickensThe day wore on, and all these bright colours subsided, and assumed a quieter tint, like young hopes softened down by time, or youthful features by degrees resolving into the calm and serenity of age. But they were scarcely less beautiful in their slow decline, than they had been in their prime; for nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own; and from morning to night, as from the cradle to the grave, is but a succession of changes so gentle and easy, that we can scarcely mark their progress.
Charles DickensPride is one of the seven deadly sins; but it cannot be the pride of a mother in her children, for that is a compound of two cardinal virtues — faith and hope.
Charles DickensTag: love children hope mother pride
Devolva-se a humanidade à forja que a criou e utilizem-se martelos semelhantes para tornar a esculpi-la e ela se contorcerá na mesma imagem torturada. Cultivem-se de novo as mesmas sementes de desordem e opressão rapaces e certamente serão colhidos os mesmos frutos amargos.
Charles DickensTag: mankind
Por menos valor que tenha a vida quando é desperdiçada, vale, contudo, a pena defendê-la. Se assim não fosse, não custaria abandoná-la.
Charles DickensTag: life-and-death
He heard the thrill in her voice, he saw her earnest face, he saw her clear true eyes, he saw the quickened bosom that would have joyfully thrown itself before him to receive a mortal wound directed at his breast, with the dying cry, 'I love him!' and the remotest suspicion of the truth never dawned upon his mind.
Charles DickensTag: little-dorrit
Nature forgot to shade him off, I think... A little too boisterous--like the sea. A little too
vehement--like a bull who has made up his mind to consider every
colour scarlet. But I grant a sledge-hammering sort of merit in him!
Tag: loudness character-description
The ties that bind the wealthy and the proud to home may be forged on earth, but those which link the poor man to his humble hearth are of truer metal and bear the stamp of Heaven.
Charles DickensThere is a drowsy state, between sleeping and waking, when you dream more in five minutes with your eyes half open, and yourself half conscious of everything that is passing around you, than you would in five nights with your eyes fast closed, and your senses wrapt in perfect unconsciousness. At such time, a mortal knows just enough of what his mind is doing, to form some glimmering conception of its mighty powers, its bounding from earth and spurning time and space, when freed from the restraint of its corporeal associate.
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