Charles John Huffam Dickens (7 February 1812 – 9 June 1870) was an English writer and social critic. He created some of the world's best-known fictional characters a...
I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape. Charles Dickens
I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape.
The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again. Charles Dickens
The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.
A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. Charles Dickens
A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other.
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it to anyone else. Charles Dickens
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it to anyone else.
Regrets are the natural property of grey hairs. Charles Dickens
Regrets are the natural property of grey hairs.
There are books of which the backs and covers are by far the best parts. Charles Dickens
There are books of which the backs and covers are by far the best parts.
Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts. Charles Dickens
Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.
There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast. Charles Dickens
There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast.
Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart. Charles Dickens
Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.
A man is lucky if he is the first love of a woman. A woman is lucky if she is the last love of a man. Charles Dickens
A man is lucky if he is the first love of a woman. A woman is lucky if she is the last love of a man.
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. Charles Dickens
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.
There is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor. Charles Dickens
There is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor.