Democratic Sentinel, Volume 5, Number 1, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 11 February 1881 — THOUGHTS FROM DICKENS. [ARTICLE]

THOUGHTS FROM DICKENS.

“That heart where self has found no i place and raised no thorne, is slow to , recognize its ugly presence when it looks I upon it.”— Martin Chuzzlewit. “If you had the abilities of all the i great men, past and present, you could do nothing well, without sincerely meaning it, and setting about it.”— Bleak House. “There are days in this life worth life and worth death. And oh! what a bright old song it is, that oh! ’tis love, that makes the world go round.”— Our Mutual Friend. “Pride is one of the seven deadly sins; but it cannot be the pride of a mother in her children, for that is a comSound of two cardinal virtues—faith and ope. ” — Nicholas Nickleby. “Men who are thoroughly false and hollow seldom try to hide those vices from themselves; and yet in the very act of avowing them they lay claim to the virtues they feign most to despise.”—Barnaby Budge. “The old, old fashion! the fashion that came in with our first garments, will last unchanged until our race has run its course, and the wide firmament is rolled Up like a scroll. The old, old fashion— Death!”— Dombey and Son. “It always grieves me to contemplate the imitation of children into the ways of life, when they are scarcely more than infants: It checks their confidence and simplicity—two of the best qualities that Heaven gives them.”— The Old Curiosity Shop. “Neklix, verily, travelers have seen many idols in many countries; but no human eyes have ever seen more daring, gross and shocking images of the Divine nature, than we creatures of the dust make in our own likenesses of our own bad passions.”— Little Dorr it. “Some happy talent and some fortunate opportunity may form the two sides of the ladder ou which some men mount, but the rounds of that ladder must be made of stuff to stand the wear and tear; and there is no substitute for thorough-going, ardent and sincere earnestness. ” The Pickwick Club. A silent look of affection and regard where all other eyes are turned coldly away—the consciousness that we possess the sympathy and affection of one being when all others have deserted us—is a hold, a stay, a comfort, in the deepest affliction, which no wealth could purchase or power bestow.— David Copperfield. Alas ! how few of nature’s faces are left to gladden us with their beauty! The cares and sorrowings, and hungerings, of the world change them as they change hearts; and it is only then those passions sleep, and have lost their hold forever, that the troubled clouds pass off and leave Heaven’s surface clear.— Oliver Twist.