I have stood aside to see the phantoms of those days go by me. They are gone, and I resume the journey of my story.
But what,’ said Mr Swiveller with a sigh, ’what is the odds so long as the fire of soul is kindled at the taper of conwiviality, and the wing of friendship never moults a feather! What is the odds so long as the spirit is expanded by means of rosy wine, and the present moment is the least happiest of our existence!
Oh, you queer soul!
People must be amuthed.” – Mr. Sleary.
Apprehension of a painful or disagreeable recognition made me tremble. I am confident that it took no distinctness of shape, and that it was the revival for a few minutes of the terror of childhood.
Don’t worry me now, Fagin!’ replied the girl, raising her head languidly. ‘If Bill has not done it this time, he will another. He has done many a good job for you, and will do many more when he can; and when he can’t, he won’t, so no more about that.
This,′ opening another door, ’is my chamber. I read here when the family suppose I have retired to rest. Sometimes I injure my health rather more than I can quite justify to myself, by doing so; but art is long and time is short.
She never missed before,” says a knitting-woman of the sisterhood. “No; nor will she miss now,” cries The Vengeance, petulantly. “Therese.” “Louder,” the woman recommends.
You can hold a knife to that black eye, as you run along. It’ll keep the swelling down.
Little Dorrit that she had not seen Mr F.’s Aunt so full of life and character for weeks; that she would find it necessary to.
Poor Traddles, who had passed the stage of lying with his head upon the desk, and was relieving himself as usual with a burst of skeletons, said he didn’t care. Mr. Mell was ill-used. ‘Who has ill-used him, you girl?’ said Steerforth. ‘Why, you have,’ returned Traddles. ‘What have I done?’ said Steerforth. ‘What have you done?’ retorted Traddles. ‘Hurt his feelings, and lost him his situation.
He is a musical man, an Amateur, but might’ve been a Professional. He is an Artist, too; an Amateur, but might’ve been a Professional. He is a man of attainments and of captivating manners.
Sleep came upon me as it came on many other outcasts, against whom house-doors were locked, and house-dogs barked, that night – and I dreamed of lying on my old school-bed, talking to the boys in my room; and found myself sitting upright, with Steerforth’s name upon my lips, looking wildly at the stars that were glistening and glimmering above me.
If you should happen, by any unlikely chance, to know a man more blest in a laugh than Scrooge’s nephew, all I can say is, I should like to know him too. Introduce him to me, and I’ll cultivate his acquaintance.
You shall read them, if you behave well,′ said the old gentleman kindly; ’and you will like that, better than looking at the outsides, – that is, in some cases; because there are books of which the backs and covers are by far the best parts.
Alas! How few of Nature’s faces are left alone to gladden us with their beauty! The cares, and sorrows, and hungerings, of the world, change them as they change hearts; and it is only when those passions sleep, and have lost their hold for ever, that the troubled clouds pass off, and leave Heaven’s surface clear.
The memories which peaceful country scenes call up, are not of this world, nor of its thoughts and hopes. Their gentle influence may teach us how to weave fresh garlands for the graves of those we loved: may purify our thoughts, and bear down before it old enmity and hatred;.
I wish I had died. I wish I had died then, with that feeling in my heart! I should have been more fit for heaven than I ever have been since.
Near the bottom, somebody fell, and rolled down. Somebody else said it was Copperfield. I was angry at that false report, until, finding myself on my back in the passage, I began to think there might be some foundation for it.
But it’s wonderful,’ said Mr. Giles, when he had explained, ‘what a man will do, when his blood is up. I should have committed murder – I know I should – if we’d caught one of them rascals.