He was drunk upon the average once a day, and penitent upon an equally fair calculation once a month; and when he was penitent, he was invariably in the very last stage of maudlin intoxication. He was a ragged, roving, roaring kind of fellow, with a burly form, a sharp wit, and a ready head, and could turn his hand to anything when he chose to do it.
Charles DickensHave I yet to learn that the hardest and best-borne trials are those which are never chronicled in any earthly record, and are suffered every day!
Charles DickensI loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.
Charles DickensA display of indifference to all the actions and passions of mankind was not supposed to be such a distinguished quality at that time, I think, as I have observed it to be considered since. I have known it very fashionable indeed. I have seen it displayed with such success, that I have encountered some fine ladies and gentlemen who might as well have been born caterpillars.
Charles Dickensa most excellent man, though I could have wished his trousers not quite so tight in some places and not quite so loose in others.
Charles DickensHe was the meekest of his sex, the mildest of little men. He sidled in and out of a room, to take up the less space. He walked as softly as the Ghost in Hamlet, and more slowly. He carried his head on one side, partly in modest depreciation of himself, partly in modest propitiation of everybody else.
Charles Dickens