Charles Dickens

Mrs. Crupp had indignantly assured him that there wasn't room to
swing a cat there; but as Mr. Dick read more

Mrs. Crupp had indignantly assured him that there wasn't room to
swing a cat there; but as Mr. Dick justly observed to me, sitting
down on the foot of the bed, nursing his leg, "You know,
Trotwood, I don't want to swing a cat. I never do swing a cat.
Therefore what does that signify to me?"

Hallo! A great deal of steam! the pudding was out of the
copper. A smell like a washing-day! That read more

Hallo! A great deal of steam! the pudding was out of the
copper. A smell like a washing-day! That was the cloth. A
smell like an eating-house and a pastrycook's next door to each
other, with a laundress's next door to that. That was the
pudding.

"Wery good power o' suction, Sammy," said Mr. Weller the
elder. . . . "You'd ha' made an uncommon read more

"Wery good power o' suction, Sammy," said Mr. Weller the
elder. . . . "You'd ha' made an uncommon fine oyster, Sammy, if
you'd been born in that station o' life."

Humanity has every reason to place the proclaimers of high moral
standards and values above the discoverers of objective read more

Humanity has every reason to place the proclaimers of high moral
standards and values above the discoverers of objective truth.
What humanity own to personalities like Buddha, Moses, and Jesus
ranks for me higher than all the achievements the inquiring
constructive mind.

Reflect upon your present blessings of which every man has many - not on your past misfortunes, of which all read more

Reflect upon your present blessings of which every man has many - not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some