Charles Dickens Quotes About Birds

• Why should I disguise what you know so well, but what the crowd never dream of? We companies are all birds of prey; mere birds of prey. The only question is, whether in serving our own turn, we can serve yours too; whether in double-lining our own nest, we can put a single living into yours.

  Charles Dickens

  Dream, Animal, Bird

  Charles Dickens (1867). “The Life and Adventures of Martin Chuzzlewit”, p.277

• The rich, sweet smell of the hayricks rose to his chamber window; the hundred perfumes of the little flower-garden beneath scented the air around; the deep-green meadows shone in the morning dew that glistened on every leaf as it trembled in the gentle air: and the birds sang as if every sparkling drop were a fountain of inspiration to them.

  Charles Dickens

  Sweet, Morning, Nature

  Charles Dickens (1838). “The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club”, p.52

• Heaven above was blue, and earth beneath was green; the river glistened like a path of diamonds in the sun; the birds poured forth their songs from the shady trees; the lark soared high above the waving corn; and the deep buzz of insects filled the air.

  Charles Dickens

  Song, Nature, Air

  Charles Dickens (1867). “Charles Dickens's works. Charles Dickens ed. [18 vols. of a 21 vol. set. Wanting A child's history of England; Christmas stories; The mystery of Edwin Drood].”, p.37

• All is going on as it was wont. The waves are hoarse with repetition of their mystery; the dust lies piled upon the shore; the sea-birds soar and hover; the winds and clouds go forth upon their trackless flight; the white arms beckon, in the moonlight, to the invisible country far away.

  Charles Dickens

  Country, Nature, Lying

  Charles Dickens (2015). “Dealings with the Firm of Dombey and Son: Wholesale, Retail and for Export”, p.652, Jester House Publishing via PublishDrive

• A moment, and its glory was no more. The sun went down beneath the long dark lines of hill and cloud which piled up in the west an airy city, wall heaped on wall, and battlement on battlement; the light was all withdrawn; the shining church turned cold and dark; the stream forgot to smile; the birds were silent; and the gloom of winter dwelt on everything.

  Charles Dickens

  Nature, Wall, Winter

  Charles Dickens (2015). “Martin Chuzzlewit”, p.14, Booklassic

• "And when you had made sure of the poor little fool," said my aunt - "God forgive me that I should call her so, and she gone where YOU won't go in a hurry - because you had not done wrong enough to her and hers, you must begin to train her, must you? begin to break her, like a poor caged bird, and wear her deluded life away, in teaching her to sing YOUR notes?"

  Charles Dickens

  Love, Teaching, Aunt

  Charles Dickens (2009). “David Copperfield”, p.395, ReadHowYouWant.com

• On summer evenings, when every flower, and tree, and bird, might have better addressed my soft young heart, I have in my day been caught in the palm of a female hand by the crown, have been violently scrubbed from the neck to the roots of the hair as a purification for the Temple, and have then been carried off highly charged with saponaceous electricity, to be steamed like a potato in the unventilated breath of the powerful Boanerges Boiler and his congregation, until what small mind I had, was quite steamed out of me

  Charles Dickens

  Funny, Summer, Powerful

  Charles Dickens (1870). “Novels”, p.57

• He was touched in the cavity where his heart should have been, in that nest of addled eggs, where the birds of heaven would have lived if they had not been whistled away, by the fervour of this reproach.

  Charles Dickens

  Heart, Should Have, Eggs

  Charles Dickens (2004). “The Shorter Novels of Charles Dickens”, p.561, Wordsworth Editions

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