Charles Dickens Quotes About Death

• It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.

  Charles Dickens

  Inspirational, Death, Book

  A Tale of Two Cities bk. 3, ch. 15 (1859)

• He would make a lovely corpse.

  Charles Dickens

  Funny, Death, Witty

  Martin Chuzzlewit ch. 25 (1844)

• Keep out of Chancery. It's being ground to bits in a slow mill; it's being roasted at a slow fire; it's being stung to death by single bees; it's being drowned by drops; it's going mad by grains.

  Charles Dickens

  Death, Fire, Law

  Charles Dickens (1853). “Bleak house. [20 numbers in 19 monthly pts., orig. wrappers.].”, p.38

• Death is a mighty, universal truth.

  Charles Dickens

  Death, Universal Truth, Universal

• It is an exquisite and beautiful thing in our nature, that, when the heart is touched and softened by some tranquil happiness or affectionate feeling, the memory of the dead comes over it most powerfully and irresistibly. It would seem almost as though our better thoughts and sympathies were charms, in virtue of which the soul is enabled to hold some vague and mysterious intercourse with the spirits of those whom we loved in life. Alas! how often and how long may these patient angels hover around us, watching for the spell which is so soon forgotten!

  Charles Dickens

  Beautiful, Death, Memories

• O, if the deeds of human creatures could be traced to their source, how beautiful would even death appear; for how much charity, mercy, and purified affection would be seen to have their growth in dusty graves!

  Charles Dickens

  Beautiful, Death, Growth

  Charles Dickens (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)”, p.2302, Delphi Classics

• To close the eyes, and give a seemly comfort to the apparel of the dead, is poverty's holiest touch of nature.

  Charles Dickens

  Death, Eye, Giving

• When death strikes down the innocent and young, for every fragile form from which he lets the panting spirit free, a hundred virtues rise, in shapes of mercy, charity, and love, to walk the world and bless it. Of every tear that sorrowing mortals shed on such green graves, some good is born, some gentler nature comes.

  Charles Dickens

  Death, Tears, And Love

  Charles Dickens (1858). “The Old Curiosity Shop: And Reprinted Pieces”, p.138

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