Charles Dickens ( 10 of 80 )
Accidents will occur in the best regulated families.
Accidents will occur in the best regulated families.
Horatio looked handsomely miserable, like Hamlet slipping on a
piece of orange-peel.
Horatio looked handsomely miserable, like Hamlet slipping on a
piece of orange-peel.
Anyone who considers arithmetical methods of producing random
digits is, of course, in a state of sin.
Anyone who considers arithmetical methods of producing random
digits is, of course, in a state of sin.
There is nothing good or evil save in the will.
There is nothing good or evil save in the will.
A person who can't pay, gets another person who can't pay, to guarantee that he can pay.
A person who can't pay, gets another person who can't pay, to guarantee that he can pay.
Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship;
and pass the rosy wine.
Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship;
and pass the rosy wine.
I have known him [Micawber] come home to supper with a flood of
tears, and a declaration that nothing read more
I have known him [Micawber] come home to supper with a flood of
tears, and a declaration that nothing was now left but a jail;
and go to bed making a calculation of the expense of putting
bow-windows to the house, "in case anything turned up," which was
his favorite expression.
"Brooks of Sheffield": "'Somebody's sharp.' 'Who is?'" asked the
gentleman, laughing. I looked up quickly, being curious to know. read more
"Brooks of Sheffield": "'Somebody's sharp.' 'Who is?'" asked the
gentleman, laughing. I looked up quickly, being curious to know.
"Only Brooks of Sheffield," said Mr. Murdstone. I was glad to
find it was only Brooks of Sheffield; for at first I really
thought that it was I.
Oh, a dainty plant is the ivy green,
That creepeth o'er ruins old!
Of right choice food read more
Oh, a dainty plant is the ivy green,
That creepeth o'er ruins old!
Of right choice food are his meals I ween,
In his cell so lone and cold.
. . . .
Creeping where no life is seen,
A rare old plant is the ivy green.
"Wery good power o' suction, Sammy," said Mr. Weller the
elder. . . . "You'd ha' made an uncommon read more
"Wery good power o' suction, Sammy," said Mr. Weller the
elder. . . . "You'd ha' made an uncommon fine oyster, Sammy, if
you'd been born in that station o' life."
