Top 47 Quotes About Dickens Death
#1. Perhaps the mourners learn to look to the blue sky by day, and to the stars by night, and to think that the dead are there, and not in graves
Charles Dickens
#2. I never had one hour's happiness in her society, and yet my mind all round the four-and-twenty hours was harping on the happiness of having her with me unto death.
Charles Dickens
#3. It is not often," said the second of the three, addressing Monsieur Defarge, "that many of these miserable beasts know the taste of wine, or of anything but black bread and death. Is it not so, Jacques?
Charles Dickens
#4. Don't say nothin' wotever about it, ma'am,' replied Sam. 'I only assisted natur, ma'am; as the doctor said to the boy's mother, after he'd bled him to death.
Charles Dickens
#5. Yes. Soften it as they would, their hearts were lighter. The children's faces, hushed and clustered round to hear what they so little understood, were brighter, and it was a happier house for this man's death! The only emotion that the Ghost could show him, caused by the event, was one of pleasure.
Charles Dickens
#6. To close the eyes, and give a seemly comfort to the apparel of the dead, is poverty's holiest touch of nature.
Charles Dickens
#7. Drunkenness - that fierce rage for the slow, sure poison, that oversteps every other consideration; that casts aside wife, children, friends, happiness, and station; and hurries its victims madly on to degradation and death.
Charles Dickens
#8. We have none of us long to wait for Death. Patience, patience! He'll be here soon enough for us all.
Charles Dickens
#9. Liberty, equality, fraternity, or death; - the last, much the easiest to bestow, O Guillotine!
Charles Dickens
#10. 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.
Charles Dickens
#11. Captain Cuttle, like all mankind, little knew how much hope had survived within him under discouragement, until he felt its death-shock.
Charles Dickens
#12. One must have a heart of stone to read the death of little Nell without laughing.
Oscar Wilde
#13. And I am bored to death with it. Bored to death with this place, bored to death with my life, bored to death with myself.
Charles Dickens
#14. The emotions triggered by fiction are very real. When Charles Dickens wrote about the death of Little Nell in the 1840s, people wept - and I'm sure that the death of characters in J.K. Rowling's 'Harry Potter' series led to similar tears.
Paul Bloom
#15. For a long time, no village girl would dress her hair or bosom with the sweetest flower from that field of death: and after many a year had come and gone, the berries growing there, were still believed to leave too deep a stain upon the hand that plucked them.
Charles Dickens
#17. (On Dickens) No other writer is quite as good at making marriage vows about remaining together "till death us do part" sound more like a suicide pact.
Robert Douglas-Fairhurst
#19. Such is hope, Heaven's own gift to struggling mortals; pervading, like some subtle essence from the skies, all things, both good and bad; as universal as death, and more infectious than disease!
Charles Dickens
#20. The English criminal code, later known as the "Bloody Code," was brutal in the late 18th century. By the time the first legal reforms were enacted in 1826, 220 crimes - many of them relatively petty crimes against property as Dickens describes in the rest of the paragraph - were punishable by death.
Susanne Alleyn
#21. Statesmen, men of science, philanthropists, the acknowledged benefactors of their race, might pass away, and yet not leave the void which will be caused by the death of Charles Dickens.
The London Times
#22. Dead, your Majesty. Dead, my lords and gentlemen. Dead, Right Reverends and Wrong Reverends of every order. Dead, men and women, born with Heavenly compassion in your hearts. And dying thus around us every day.
Charles Dickens
#23. Hope, Joy, Youth, Peace, Rest, Life, Dust, Ashes, Waste, Want, Ruin, Despair, Madness, Death, Cunning, Folly, Words, Wigs, Rags, Sheepskin, Plunder, Precedent, Jargon, Gammon, and Spinach.
Charles Dickens
#24. Keep out of Chancery. It's being ground to bits in a slow mill; it's being roasted at a slow fire; it's being stung to death by single bees; it's being drowned by drops; it's going mad by grains.
Charles Dickens
#25. When the Attorney-General ceased, a buzz arose in the court as if a cloud of great blue-flies were swarming about the prisoner, in anticipation of what he was soon to become.
Charles Dickens
#26. A man would die tonight of lying out on the marshes, I thought. And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pitty in all the glittering multitude.
Charles Dickens
#27. And O
there are days
i this life,
worth life and
worth death
Charles Dickens
#28. The death close before me was terrible, but far more terrible than death was the dread of being misremembered after death
Charles Dickens
#29. I have been able to raise my thoughts to Him who was put to death, that we might have hope and comfort here to-day. I think you were sent to me by Heaven.
Charles Dickens
#30. Life is pounds, shillings, and pence ... Death is not pounds, shillings, and pence.
Charles Dickens
#31. I didn't really get London until I read Dickens. Then I was charmed to death by it.
Feist
#32. It is required of every man," the ghost returned, "that the spirit within him should walk abroad among his fellow-men, and travel far and wide; and, if that spirit goes not forth in life, it is condemned to do so after death.
Charles Dickens
#33. He has got his discharge, by G-! said the man.
He had. But he had grown so like death in life, that they knew not when he died.
Charles Dickens
#34. Death may beget life, but oppression can beget nothing other than itself.
Charles Dickens
#35. Smoke lowering down from chimney-pots, making a soft black drizzle, with flakes of soot in it as big as full-grown snowflakes - gone into mourning, one might imagine, for the death of the sun.
Charles Dickens
#36. I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity in all the glittering multitude.
Charles Dickens
#37. Along the Paris streets, the death-carts rumble, hollow and harsh. Six tumbrils carry the day's wine to La Guillotine.
Charles Dickens
#38. There never were greed and cunning in the world yet, that did not do too much, and overreach themselves. It is as certain as death.
Charles Dickens
#39. The heavy bell of St. Paul's cathedral rang out, announcing the death of another day.
Charles Dickens
#40. O, if the deeds of human creatures could be traced to their source, how beautiful would even death appear; for how much charity, mercy, and purified affection would be seen to have their growth in dusty graves!
Charles Dickens
#41. What a fine thing capital punishment is! Dead men never repent; dead men never bring awkward stories to light. The prospect of the gallows, too, makes them hardy and bold. Ah, it's a fine thing for the trade! Five of them strung up in a row, and none left to play booty or turn white-livered!
Charles Dickens
#42. I don't fear death
I fear dying before I've read Dickens end to end.
Amy Smith
#43. She said the word often enough, and there could be no doubt that she meant to say it; but if the often repeated word had been hate instead of love - despair - revenge - dire death - it could not have sounded from her lips more like a curse. (29.88)
Charles Dickens
#44. Lady Dedlock is always the same exhausted deity, surrounded by worshippers, and terribly liable to be bored to death, even while presiding at her own shrine.
Charles Dickens
#45. Ancient charmers with skeleton throats and peachy cheeks that have a rather ghastly bloom upon them seen by daylight, when indeed these fascinating creatures look like Death and the Lady fused together, dazzle the eyes of men. Forth
Charles Dickens
#46. I have remembered Who wept for a parting between the living and the dead.
Charles Dickens
#47. It was considered at the time a striking proof of virtue in the young king that he was sorry for his father's death;but, as common subjects have that virtue too, sometimes, we will say no more about it.
Charles Dickens
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