Charles Dickens

Ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies.

Now, I ain't alone, as you may think I am. There's a young man hid with me, in comparison with which young man I am a angel. That young man hears the words I speak. That young man has a secret way pecooliar to himself of getting at a boy, and at his heart, and at his liver. It is in wain for a boy to attempt to hide himself from that young man. A boy may lock his door, may be warm in bed, may tuck himself up, may draw the clothes over his head, may think himself comfortable and safe, but that young man will softly creep and creep his way to him and tear him open.

Compeyson's business was the swindling, hand writing forging, stolen bank-note passing, and such-like. All sorts of traps as Compeyson could set with his head, and keep his own legs out of and get the profits from and let another man in for, was Compeyson's business. He'd no more heart than a iron file he was as cold as death, and he had the head of the Devil afore mentioned.

Take nothing on its looks; take everything on evidence. There's no better rule.

'No one is useless in this world,' retorted the Secretary, 'who lightens the burden of it for any one else.'

He do the Police in different voices.

I don't care whether I am a Minx or a Sphinx.

I had been to see Macbeth at the theatre a night or two before and she reminded me of the faces rising out of the witches' cauldron.

We must scrunch or be scrunched.

Money and goods are certainly the best of references.

Mrs. Joe was a very clean housekeeper, but had an exquisite art of making her cleanliness more uncomfortable and unacceptable than the dirt itself. Cleanliness is next to Godliness, and some people do the same by religion.

I want to be something so much worthier than the doll in the doll's house.