There can’t be a quarrel without two parties, and I won’t be one. I will be a friend to you in spite of you. So now you know what you’ve got to expect.
Least said, soonest mended.
Mrs Joe was a very clean housekeeper, but had an exquisite art of making her clenliness more umcomfortable and unacceptable than dirt itself. Cleanliness is next to godliness, and some people do the same by their religion.
The secret was such an old one now, had so grown into me and become a part of myself, that I could not tear it away.
Why, Mrs. Piper has a good deal to say, chiefly in parentheses and without punctuation, but not much to tell.
Christmas is a poor excuse every 25th of December to pick a man’s pockets.
You touch some of the reasons for my going, not for my staying away.
That glorious vision of doing good is so often the sanguine mirage of so many good minds.
I am not old, but my young way was never the way to age.
My father’s family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.
Time has been lost and opportunity thrown away, but I am yet a young man, and may retrieve it.
For the rest of his life, Oliver Twist remembers a single word of blessing spoken to him by another child because this word stood out so strikingly from the consistent discouragement around him.
Sudden shifts and changes are no bad preparation for political life.
I was so humiliated, hurt, spurned, offended, angry, sorry – I cannot hit upon the right name for the smart – God knows what its name was – that tears started to my eyes.
Her contempt for me was so strong, that it became infectious, and I caught it.
And still I stood looking at the house, thinking how happy I should be if I lived there with her, and knowing that I never was happy with her, but always miserable.
Then I’m sorry to say, I’ve eat your pie.
My dear young lady, crime, like death, is not confined to the old and withered alone. The youngest and fairest are too often its chosen victims.
Scattered wits take a long time in picking up.
I stole her heart away and put ice in its place.