Can you suppose there's any harm in looking as cheerful and being as cheerful as our poor circumstances will permit?

and, unlike the celebrated herd in the poem, they were not forty children conducting themselves as one, but every child was conducting itself like forty.

We part with tender relations stretching far behind us, that never can be exactly renewed, and with others dawning - yet before us.

[She wasn't] a logically reasoning woman, but God is good, and hearts may count in heaven as high as heads.

There was something very comfortable in having plenty of stationery.

"People can't die, along the coast," said Mr. Peggotty, "except when the tide's pretty nigh out. They can't be born, unless it's pretty nigh in - not properly born, till flood. He's a going out with the tide. It's ebb at half-arter three, slack water half an hour. If he lives till it turns, he'll hold his own till past the flood, and go out with the next tide."

We went our several ways," said Lady Dedlock, "and had little in common even before we agreed to differ. It is to be regretted, I suppose, but it could not be helped.