New thoughts and hopes were whirling through my mind, and all the colours of my life were changing.

Dombey sat in the corner of the darkened room in the great arm-chair by the bedside, and Son lay tucked up warm in a little basket bedstead, carefully disposed on a low settee immediately in front of the fire and close to it, as if his constitution were analogous to that of a muffin, and it was essential to toast him brown while he was very new.

She had curiously thoughtful and attentive eyes; eyes that were very pretty and very good.

There was a long hard time when I kept far from me the remembrance of what I had thrown away when I was quite ignorant of its worth.

You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!

Did it ever strike you on such a morning as this that drowning would be happiness and peace?

Rattle me out of bed early, set me going, give me as short a time as you like to bolt my meals in, and keep me at it. Keep me always at it, and I'll keep you always at it, you keep somebody else always at it. There you are with the Whole Duty of Man in a commercial country.