Charles Dickens
Charles Dickens
Charles John Huffam Dickenswas an English writer and social critic. He created some of the world's best-known fictional characters and is regarded as the greatest novelist of the Victorian era. His works enjoyed unprecedented popularity during his lifetime, and by the twentieth century critics and scholars had recognised him as a literary genius. His novels and short stories enjoy lasting popularity...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth7 February 1812
life holiday mind
They don't mind it: its a reg'lar holiday to them - all porter and skittles.
christmas baby children
The Christmas season reminds us that a demonstration of religion is always much better than a definition of it...especially in front of the kids. Perhaps the best Yuletide decorations are to be wreathed in smiles and wrapped in hugs. The miracle of Christmas is that a baby can be so decisive. It is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas, when its mighty founder was a child himself.
christmas home eye
Time was with most of us, when Christmas Day, encircling all our limited world like a magic ring, left nothing out for us to miss or seek; bound together all our home enjoyments, affections, and hopes; grouped everything and everyone round the Christmas fire, and make the little picture shining in our bright young eyes, complete.
time secret-places hands
Old Time, that greatest and longest established spinner of all!... his factory is a secret place, his work is noiseless, and his Hands are mutes.
time littles twenties
Take a little timecount five-and-twenty,Tattycoram.
laughing waiting cry
Make them laugh, make them cry, make them wait.
people enemy
Some people are nobody's enemies but their own
littles cry you-again
-Why don't you cry again, you little wretch? -Because I'll never cry for you again.
eye thoughtful great-expectations
She had curiously thoughtful and attentive eyes; eyes that were very pretty and very good.
wise kind worst
Do the wise thing and the kind thing too, and make the best of us and not the worst.
children eye hands
If I may ride with you, Citizen Evremonde, will you let me hold your hand? I am not afraid, but I am little and weak, and it will give me more courage." As the patient eyes were lifted to his face, he saw a sudden doubt in them, and then astonishment. He pressed the work-worn, hunger-worn young fingers, and touched his lips. "Are you dying for him?" she whispered. "And his wife and child. Hush! Yes." "Oh, you will let me hold your brave hand, stranger?" "Hush! Yes, my poor sister; to the last.
echoes listening answers
I have sometimes sat alone here of an evening, listening, until I have made the echoes out to be the echoes of all the footsteps that are coming by and by into our lives. "Jerry, say that my answer was, 'RECALLED TO LIFE.
bricks honest trade
Don't be afraid! We won't make an author of you, while there's an honest trade to be learnt, or brick-making to turn to.
faces looks morrow
...and to-morrow looked in my face more steadily than I could look at it