Charles Dickens

"There are strings," said Mr. Tappertit, ". . . in the human heart
that had better not be wibrated."

"There are strings," said Mr. Tappertit, ". . . in the human heart
that had better not be wibrated."

Man blames fate for other accidents, but feels personally responsible when he makes a hole in one

Man blames fate for other accidents, but feels personally responsible when he makes a hole in one

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

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.