Tomorrow Is
Charles Dickens Day. So in honor, here are a few quotes from the man.
---------------------------------------------------------------------
Electric communication will never be a substitute for the face of someone who with their soul encourages another person to be brave and true.
Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine.
Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.
I have known a vast quantity of nonsense talked about bad men not looking you in the face. Don't trust that conventional idea. Dishonesty will stare honesty out of countenance any day in the week, if there is anything to be got by it.
In the little world in which children have their existence, whosoever brings them up, there is nothing so finely perceived and so finely felt, as injustice.
Life is made of ever so many partings welded together.
No one is useless in the world who lightens the burden of it for anyone else.
---------------------------------------------------------------------
Electric communication will never be a substitute for the face of someone who with their soul encourages another person to be brave and true.
Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine.
Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.
I have known a vast quantity of nonsense talked about bad men not looking you in the face. Don't trust that conventional idea. Dishonesty will stare honesty out of countenance any day in the week, if there is anything to be got by it.
In the little world in which children have their existence, whosoever brings them up, there is nothing so finely perceived and so finely felt, as injustice.
Life is made of ever so many partings welded together.
No one is useless in the world who lightens the burden of it for anyone else.
posted by pitfinder at 10:24 PM
1 Comments:
'In the little world in which children have their existence, whosoever brings them up, there is nothing so finely perceived and so finely felt, as injustice.'
That is one I feel intensely, sometimes to my detriment.
Post a Comment
<< Home