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nature giving natural
Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own. Charles Dickens
nature humility pride
We cannot think too highly of our nature, nor too humbly of ourselves. Charles Caleb Colton
nature men self
If Natur has gifted a man with powers of argeyment, a man has a right to make the best of 'em, and has not a right to stand on false delicacy, and deny that he is so gifted; for that is a turning of his back on Natur, a flouting of her, a slighting of her precious caskets, and a proving of one's self to be a swine that isn't worth her scattering pearls before. Charles Dickens
nature moon shining
When the moon shines very brilliantly, a solitude and stillness seem to proceed from her that influence even crowded places full of life. Charles Dickens
nature dark moon
The earth covered with a sable pall as for the burial of yesterday; the clumps of dark trees, its giant plumes of funeral feathers, waving sadly to and fro: all hushed, all noiseless, and in deep repose, save the swift clouds that skim across the moon, and the cautious wind, as, creeping after them upon the ground, it stops to listen, and goes rustling on, and stops again, and follows, like a savage on the trail. Charles Dickens
nature wall dark
A moment, and its glory was no more. The sun went down beneath the long dark lines of hill and cloud which piled up in the west an airy city, wall heaped on wall, and battlement on battlement; the light was all withdrawn; the shining church turned cold and dark; the stream forgot to smile; the birds were silent; and the gloom of winter dwelt on everything. Charles Dickens
nature morning fall
It was a cold hard easterly morning when he latched the garden gate and turned away. The light snowfall which had feathered his schoolroom windows on the Thursday, still lingered in the air, and was falling white, while the wind blew black. Charles Dickens
nature dark winter
The white face of the winter day came sluggishly on, veiled in a frosty mist; and the shadowy ships in the river slowly changed to black substances; and the sun, blood-red on the eastern marshes behind dark masts and yards, seemed filled with the ruins of a forest it had set on fire. Charles Dickens
nature wall rain
Not only is the day waning, but the year. The low sun is fiery and yet cold behind the monastery ruin, and the Virginia creeper on the Cathedral wall has showered half its deep-red leaves down on the pavement. There has been rain this afternoon, and a wintry shudder goes among the little pools on the cracked, uneven flag-stones, and through the giant elm-trees as they shed a gust of tears. Charles Dickens
pain real power
To know the pains of power, we must go to those who have it; to know its pleasures, we must go to those who are seeking it: the pains of power are real, its pleasures imaginary. Charles Caleb Colton
pain age youth
The seeds of repentance are sown in youth by pleasure, but the harvest is reaped in age by pain. Charles Caleb Colton
pain shadow substance
Pain may be said to follow pleasure as its shadow; but the misfortune is that in this particular case, the substance belongs to the shadow, the emptiness to its cause. Charles Caleb Colton
pain shadow may
Pain may be said to follow pleasure as its shadow. Charles Caleb Colton
pain angel reflection
If there be a pleasure on earth which angels cannot enjoy, and which they might almost envy man the possession of, it is the power of relieving distress--if there be a pain which devils might pity man for enduring, it is the death-bed reflection that we have possessed the power of doing good, but that we have abused and perverted it to purposes of ill. Charles Caleb Colton
pain memories vices
Drunkenness is the vice of a good constitution or of a bad memory of a constitution so treacherously good that it never bends till it breaks; or of a memory that recollects the pleasures of getting intoxicated, but forgets the pains of getting sober. Charles Caleb Colton
pain doors hands
Sensibility would be a good portress if she had but one hand; with her right she opens the door to pleasure, but with her left to pain. Charles Caleb Colton
pain hands years
On the eve of long voyages or an absence of many years, friends who are tenderly attached will seperate with the usual look, the usual pressure of the hand, planning one final interview for the morrow, while each well knows that it is but a poor feint to save the pain of uttering that one word, and the meeting will never be. Should possibilities be worse to bear than certainties? Charles Dickens
pain god-love accepting
Regardless of the source of our pain, we must accept that God knows, God loves, and God is at work. Charles Stanley
heart men compassion
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. Charles Dickens
heart thinking broken
The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day. Charles Dickens
heart men expectations
it is a principle of his that no man who was not a true gentleman at heart, ever was, since the world began, a true gentleman in manner. He says, no varnish can hide the grain of the wood; and that the more varnish you put on, the more the grain will express itself. Charles Dickens
heart night cities
A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city by night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret; that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there, is, in some of its imaginings, a secret to the heart nearest it! Charles Dickens
heart literature emotion
There are strings in the human heart that had better not be vibrated. Charles Dickens
heart soul tears
But, tears were not the things to find their way to Mr. Bumble's soul; his heart was waterproof. Charles Dickens
heart lips my-heart
I can never close my lips where I have opened my heart Charles Dickens
heart faithful world
He knew enough of the world to know that there is nothing in it better than the faithful service of the heart. Charles Dickens
heart stronger tears
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