Charles John Huffam Dickens (February 7, 1812 – June 9, 1870) was an English writer and social critic. He created some of the world's most memorable fictional characters and is generally regarded as the greatest novelist of the Victorian period. During his life, his works enjoyed unprecedented fame, and by the twentieth century his literary genius was broadly acknowledged by critics and scholars. His novels and short stories continue to be widely popular.[ (Click here for full Wikipedia article)
Accidents will occur in the best-regulated families.
An idea, like a ghost... must be spoken to a little before it will explain itself.
And if it's proud to have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts... she is proud.
Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine.
He had but one eye, and the popular prejudice runs in favor of two.
If there were no bad people, there would be no good lawyers.
It is a fair, even-handed, noble adjustment of things, that while there is infection in disease and sorrow, there is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good-humor.
It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations.
It is said that the children of the very poor are not brought up, but dragged up.
Life is made of ever so many partings welded together...
Money and goods are certainly the best of references.
My faith in the people governing is, on the whole, infinitesimal; my faith in The People governed is, on the whole, illimitable.
No one is useless in this world... who lightens the burden of it for any one else.
Reflect upon your present blessings, of which every man has many- not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.
Subdue your appetites, and you've conquered human nature.
Take nothing on its looks; take everything on evidence. There's no better rule.
The civility which money will purchase, is rarely extended to those who have none.
There are books of which the backs and covers are by far the best parts.
There are strings in the human heart that had better not be vibrated.
There is a wisdom of the Head, and... there is a wisdom of the Heart.
Throughout life, our worst weaknesses and meannesses are usually committed for the sake of the people we most despise.
We must scrunch or be scrunched.
What is peace? Is it war? No. Is it strife? No. Is it lovely, and gentle, and beautiful, and pleasant, and serene, and joyful? Oh, yes! Therefore, my friends, I wish for peace, upon you and upon yours.
(Today is also the birthday of Aaron Sorkin.)