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beautiful struggle years
I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss, and, in their struggles to be truly free, in their triumphs and defeats, through long years to come, I see the evil of this time and of the previous time of which this is the natural birth, gradually making expiation for itself and wearing out... Charles Dickens
beautiful temptation use
A beautiful woman, if poor, should use double circumspection; for her beauty will tempt others, her poverty herself. Charles Caleb Colton
beautiful witty jewels
Wit in women is a jewel, which, unlike all others, borrows lustre from its setting, rather than bestows it; since nothing is so easy as to fancy a very beautiful woman extremely witty. Charles Caleb Colton
beautiful hate giving
How beautiful you are! You are more beautiful in anger than in repose. I don't ask you for your love; give me yourself and your hatred; give me yourself and that pretty rage; give me yourself and that enchanting scorn; it will be enough for me. Charles Dickens
beautiful sky done
And a beautiful world we live in, when it is possible, and when many other such things are possible, and not only possible, but done-- done, see you!-- under that sky there, every day. Charles Dickens
beautiful weed feelings
... Natural affections and instincts, my dear sir, are the most beautiful of the Almighty's works, but like other beautiful works of His, they must be reared and fostered, or it is as natural that they should be wholly obscured, and that new feelings should usurp their place, as it is that the sweetest productions of the earth, left untended, should be choked with weeds and briers. Charles Dickens
beautiful character interesting
She had gained a reputation for beauty, and (which is often another thing) was beautiful. Charles Dickens
beautiful sweet character
... when he saw her sitting there all alone, so young, and good, and beautiful, and kind to him; and heard her thrilling voice, so natural and sweet, and such a golden link between him and all his life's love and happiness, rising out of the silence; he turned his face away, and hid his tears. Charles Dickens
beautiful girl sleep
I don't remember forms or faces now, but I know the girl was beautiful. I know she was; for in the bright moonlight nights, when I start from my sleep, and all is quiet about me, I see, standing still and motionless in one corner of this cell, a slight and wasted figure with long black hair, which streaming down her back, stirs with no earthly wind, and eyes that fix their gaze on me, and never wink or close... Charles Dickens
writing hair fire
Prowling about the rooms, sitting down, getting up, stirring the fire, looking out the window, teasing my hair, sitting down to write, writing nothing, writing something and tearing it up... Charles Dickens
writing numbers gold
Genius, in one respect, is like gold; numbers of persons are constantly writing about both, who have neither. Charles Caleb Colton
writing language nonsense
It is curious that some learned dunces, because they can write nonsense in languages that are dead, should despise those that talk sense in languages that are living. Charles Caleb Colton
writing men profound
He that knows himself, knows others; and he that is ignorant of himself, could not write a very profound lecture on other men's heads. Charles Caleb Colton
writing faces privacy
The society of dead authors has this advantage over that of the living: they never flatter us to our faces, nor slander us behind our backs, nor intrude upon our privacy, nor quit their shelves until we take them down. Charles Caleb Colton
writing men three
There are three difficulties in authorship: to write anything worth publishing, to find honest men to publish it, and to find sensible men to read it. Charles Caleb Colton
writing should-have fire
We should have a glorious conflagration, if all who cannot put fire into their works would only consent to put their works into the fire. Charles Caleb Colton
writing self hints
The awkwardness and embarrassment which all feel on beginning to write, when they themselves are the theme, ought to serve as a hint to author's that self is a subject they ought very rarely to descant upon. Charles Caleb Colton
writing two style
When I meet with any persons who write obscurely or converse confusedly, I am apt to suspect two things; first, that such persons do not understand themselves; and secondly, that they are not worthy of being understood by others. Charles Caleb Colton
cutting giving wealth
Those that will not permit their wealth to do any good for others. . . cut themselves off from the truest pleasure here and the highest happiness later. Charles Caleb Colton
cutting lions teeth
He that has cut the claws of the lion will not feel quite secure until he has also drawn his teeth. Charles Caleb Colton
cutting men turkeys
It's over, and can't be helped, and that's one consolation, as they always say in Turkey, when they cut the wrong man's head off. Charles Dickens
cutting garden weather
In fine weather the old gentelman is almost constantly in the garden; and when it is too wet to go into it, he will look out the window at it, by the hour together. He has always something to do there, and you will see him digging, and sweeping, and cutting, and planting, with manifest delight. Charles Dickens
cutting popularity minutes
I know God can cut it (popularity) off in a minute. Charles Stanley
cutting stones firsts
Habits, soft and pliant at first, are like some coral stones, which are easily cut when first quarried, but soon become hard as adamant. Charles Spurgeon
cutting scripture ifs
If you cut him, (John Bunyan) he'd bleed Scripture! Charles Spurgeon
cutting years bangs
Billions of years ago you were a big bang. But now you're a complicated human being. And then we cut ourselves off. And don't feel that we're still the big bang. But you are. Alan Watts
cutting light knives
The Godhead is never an object of its own knowledge. Just as a knife doesn't cut itself, fire doesn't burn itself, light doesn't illuminate itself. It's always an endless mystery to itself. Alan Watts