But, tears were not the things to find their way to Mr. Bumble's soul; his heart was waterproof.
Charles DickensIn the moonlight which is always sad, as the light of the sun itself is--as the light called human life is--at its coming and its going.
Charles DickensYou 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!
Charles DickensI know enough of the world now to have almost lost the capacity of being much surprised by anything
Charles DickensAll other swindlers upon earth are nothing to the self-swindlers, and with such pretences did I cheat myself. Surely a curious thing. That I should innocently take a bad half-crown of somebody else's manufacture, is reasonable enough; but that I should knowingly reckon the spurious coin of my own make, as good money!
Charles Dickens