“There was something very comfortable in having plenty of stationery.”

“In a utilitarian age, of all other times, it is a matter of grave importance that fairy tales should be respected.”

“Reflect upon your present blessings of which every man has many - not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.”

“Cheerfulness and contentment are great beautifiers, and are famous preservers of good looks.”

“Mrs. Lammle's manner changed under the poor silly girl's embraces, and she turned extremely pale: directing one appealing look, first to Mrs. Boffin, and then to Mr. Boffin. Both understood her instantly, with a more delicate subtlety than much better educated people, whose perception came less directly from the heart, could have brought to bear upon the case.”

“My grief lies onward, and my joy behind.”

“O! that a man might know The end of this day's business, ere it come; But it sufficeth that the day will end, And then the end is known.”

“The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.”

“Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting That would not let me sleep.”

“The fear's as bad as falling.”

“Some of your griefs you have cured, And the sharpest you still have survived, But what torments of grief you've endured From evils that never arrived.”

“To fear the foe, since fear oppresseth strength,Gives, in your weakness, strength unto your foe,And so your follies fight against yourself.Fear, and be slain--so worse can come to fight;And fight and die is death destroying death,Where fearing dying pays death servile breath.”

“You must not thinkThat we are made of stuff so fat and dullThat we can let our beard be shook with dangerAnd think it pastime.”

“Doubt is a thief that often makes us fear to tread where we might have won.”

“Time is the old justice that examines all such offenders, and let Time try.”

“Time, that takes survey of all the world,Must have a stop.”

“The time is out of joint.”

“For in that sleep of death what dreams may come.”

“O! that a man might know The end of this day's business, ere it come; But it sufficeth that the day will end, And then the end is known.”

“My thoughts are whirled like a potter's wheel; I know not where I am nor what I do.”