For not an orphan in the wide world can be so deserted as the child who is an outcast from a living parent's love.
Charles DickensYour tale is of the longest," observed Monks, moving restlessly in his chair. It is a true tale of grief and trial, and sorrow, young man," returned Mr. Brownlow, "and such tales usually are; if it were one of unmixed joy and happiness, it would be very brief.
Charles DickensWhen the moon shines very brilliantly, a solitude and stillness seem to proceed from her that influence even crowded places full of life.
Charles DickensThe rich, sweet smell of the hayricks rose to his chamber window; the hundred perfumes of the little flower-garden beneath scented the air around; the deep-green meadows shone in the morning dew that glistened on every leaf as it trembled in the gentle air: and the birds sang as if every sparkling drop were a fountain of inspiration to them.
Charles Dickens