Rich folks may ride on camels, but it ain't so easy for 'em to see out of a needle's eye.

I never see any difference in boys. I only know two sorts of boys. Mealy boys and beef-faced boys.

We must meet reverses boldly, and not suffer them to frighten us, my dear. We must learn to act the play out. We must live misfortune down, Trot!

A good thing can't be cruel.

Try not to associate bodily defect with mental, my good friend, except for a solid reason

[She wasn't] a logically reasoning woman, but God is good, and hearts may count in heaven as high as heads.

But the sun itself, however beneficent, generally, was less kind to Coketown than hard frost, and rarely looked intently into any of its closer regions without engendering more death than life. So does the eye of Heaven itself become an evil eye, when incapable or sordid hands are interposed between it and the thing it looks upon to bless.