Quotes from Charles Dickens

I am the only child of parents who weighed, measured, and priced everything; for whom what could not be weighed, measured, and priced had no existence.

I wear the chain I forged in life....I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on of my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it.

Keep yourself to yourself.

Subdue your appetites, my dears, and you've conquered human nature.

"Do other men for they would do you." That's the true business precept.

I'll eat my head.

A long pull, and a strong pull, and a pull all together.

Not to put too fine a point upon it.

My guiding star always is, Get hold of portable property.

Nobody's enemy but his own.

As good as gold [Tiny Tim].

All of us have wonders hidden in our breasts, only needing circumstances to evoke them.

I never will desert Mr. Micawber.

So I says "My dear if you could give me a cup of tea to clear my muddle of a head I should better understand your affairs." And we had the tea and the affairs too....

The seamen said it blew great guns.

I am the Ghost of Christmas Present.

That sort of half sigh, which, accompanied by two or three slight nods of the head, is pity's small change in general society.

Most men are individuals no longer so far as their business, its activities, or its moralities are concerned. They are not units but fractions.

Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it, poor creatures that we are!

What a world of gammon and spinnage it is, though, ain't it!

Around and around the house the leaves fall thick—but never fast, for they come circling down with a dead lightness that is sombre and slow. Let the gardener sweep and sweep the turf as he will, and press the leaves into full barrows, and wheel them off, still they lie ankle-deep.

The flowers that sleep by night, opened their gentle eyes and turned them to the day. The light, creation's mind, was everywhere, and all things owned its power.

I never could have done what I have done without the habits of punctuality, order, and diligence, without the determination to concentrate myself on one subject at a time.

I am a lone lorn creetur… and everythink goes contrairy with me.