"There is no deception now, Mr. Weller. Tears," said Job, with a look of momentary slyness, "tears are not the only proofs of distress, nor the best ones."

The citizen ... preserved the resolute bearing of one who was not to be frowned down or daunted, and who cared very little for any nobility but that of worth and manhood.

Your sex have such a surprising animosity against one another, when you do differ.

... Waiter! raw beef-steak for the gentleman's eye,-nothing like raw beef-steak for a bruise, sir; cold lamp-post very good, but lamp-post inconvenient-damned odd standing in the open street half-an-hour, with your eye against a lamp.

Love, though said to be afflicted with blindness, is a vigilant watchman.

I went away, dear Agnes, loving you. I stayed away, loving you. I returned home, loving you!

I was a blacksmith's boy but yesterday; I am - what shall I say I am today?