If I dropped a tear upon your hand, may it wither it up! If I spoke a gentle word in your hearing, may it deafen you! If I touched you with my lips, may the touch be poison to you! A curse upon this roof that gave me shelter! Sorrow and shame upon your head! Ruin upon all belonging to you!
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 DickensUp the two terrace flights of steps the rain ran wildly, and beat at the great door, like a swift messenger rousing those within;.
Charles DickensWhen I speak of home, I speak of the place where in default of a better--those I love are gathered together; and if that place where a gypsy's tent, or a barn, I should call it by the same good name notwithstanding.
Charles DickensEverybody said so. Far be it from me to assert that what everybody says must be true. Everybody is, often, as likely to be wrong as right.
Charles DickensSome medical beast had revived tar-water in those days as a fine medicine, and Mrs. Joe always kept a supply of it in the cupboard; having a belief in its virtues correspondent to its nastiness. At the best of times, so much of this elixir was administered to me as a choice restorative, that I was conscious of going about, smelling like a new fence.
Charles Dickens