Our love had begun in folly, and ended in madness!
Charles DickensTag: love madness charles-dickens
When I have come to you, at last (as I have always done), I have come to
peace and happiness. I come home, now, like a tired traveller, and find
such a blessed sense of rest!
Tag: happiness peace home david-copperfield charles-dickens traveler
It is the custom on the stage in all good, murderous melodramas, to present the tragic and the comic scenes in as regular alternation as the layers of red and white in a side of streaky, well-cured bacon.
Charles DickensTag: literature bacon charles-dickens
There are many things which I might have derived good, by which I have not profited
Charles DickensTag: charles-dickens a-christmas-carol
In short, I should have liked to have had the lightest license of a child, and yet be man enough to know its value
Charles DickensTag: charles-dickens a-christmas-carol
The day before the Queen's Ball, Father had a visitor--a very young girl with literary aspirations, someone Lord Lytton had recommended visit Father and sent over–and while Father was explaining to her the enjoyment he was having in writing this Drood book for serialisation, this upstart of a girl had the temerity to ask, 'But suppose you died before all the book was written?' [...] He spoke very softly in his kindest voice and said to her, 'One can only work on, you know--work while it is day.
Dan SimmonsTag: age writing death work old-age charles-dickens
When the last autumn of Dickens's life was over, he continued to work through his final winter and into spring. This is how all of us writers give away the days and years and decades of our lives in exchange for stacks of paper with scratches and squiggles on them. And when Death calls, how many of us would trade all those pages, all that squandered lifetime-worth of painfully achieved scratches and squiggles, for just one more day, one more fully lived and experienced day? And what price would we writers pay for that one extra day spent with those we ignored while we were locked away scratching and squiggling in our arrogant years of solipsistic isolation?
Would we trade all those pages for a single hour? Or all of our books for one real minute?
Tag: life age writing writers time death old-age regret charles-dickens
... we produced a bundle of pens, a copious supply of ink, and a goodly show of writing and blotting paper. For there was something very comfortable in having plenty of stationary.
Charles DickensTag: charles-dickens
Možda si ti kakav neprobavljeni komad govedine, žličica gorčice, grumenčić sira, polovica nedokuhana krumpira. Ti imaš više veze sa drobom nego sa grobom, ma tko da bio!
Charles DickensTag: charles-dickens
Bolje je i nemati oči nego ih imati tako zle!
Charles DickensTag: charles-dickens
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