Quotes By Charles Dickens

'Tis love that makes the world go round, my baby.

Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism, are all very good words for the lips.

In the little world in which children have their existence, whosoever brings them up, there is nothing so finely perceived and so finely felt, as injustice.

To conceal anything from those to whom I am attached, is not in my nature. I can never close my lips where I have opened my heart.

It opens the lungs, washes the countenance, exercises the eyes, and softens down the temper; so cry away.

It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations.

I only ask to be free. The butterflies are free.

Do you spell it with a "V" or a "W"?' inquired the judge. 'That depends upon the taste and fancy of the speller, my Lord'.

I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.

Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.

Although a skillful flatterer is a most delightful companion if you have him all to yourself, his taste becomes very doubtful when he takes to complimenting other people.

A loving heart is the truest wisdom.

There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast.

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.

You don't carry in your countenance a letter of recommendation.

Credit is a system whereby a person who can not pay gets another person who can not pay to guarantee that he can pay.

The civility which money will purchase, is rarely extended to those who have none.

Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childhood days, recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth, and transport the traveler back to his own fireside and quiet home!

When a man bleeds inwardly, it is a dangerous thing for himself; but when he laughs inwardly, it bodes no good to other people.

Send forth the child and childish man together, and blush for the pride that libels our own old happy state, and gives its title to an ugly and distorted image.

A boy's story is the best that is ever told.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

Regrets are the natural property of grey hairs.

An idea, like a ghost, must be spoken to a little before it will explain itself.

That sort of half sigh, which, accompanied by two or three slight nods of the head, is pity's small change in general society.

Reflect upon your present blessings of which every man has many - not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.

The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.

A day wasted on others is not wasted on one's self.

No one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it to anyone else.

Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine.