Charles Dickens Quotes About Winter

• Spring is the time of year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade.

  Charles Dickens

  Summer, Spring, Winter

• It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.

  Charles Dickens

  Spring, Communication, Winter

  A Tale of Two Cities bk. 1, ch. 1 (1859)

• It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.

  Charles Dickens

  Summer, Nature, Spring

  Charles Dickens (2015). “Great Expectations: Classic English Literature”, p.394, 谷月社

• Darkness is cheap, and Scrooge liked it.

  Charles Dickens

  Winter, Darkness, Scrooge

  Charles Dickens (1845). “A Christmas Carol in Prose: Being a Ghost Story of Christmas”, p.22

• There was a frosty rime upon the trees, which, in the faint light of the clouded moon, hung upon the smaller branches like dead garlands. Withered leaves crackled and snapped beneath his feet, as he crept softly on towards the house. The desolation of a winter night sat brooding on the earth, and in the sky. But, the red light came cheerily towards him from the windows; figures passed and repassed there; and the hum and murmur of voices greeted his ear sweetly.

  Charles Dickens

  Nature, Winter, Night

  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.184

• The white face of the winter day came sluggishly on, veiled in a frosty mist; and the shadowy ships in the river slowly changed to black substances; and the sun, blood-red on the eastern marshes behind dark masts and yards, seemed filled with the ruins of a forest it had set on fire.

  Charles Dickens

  Nature, Winter, Dark

  Charles Dickens (2016). “Our Mutual Friend”, p.74, Xist Publishing

• 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and cloud which piled up in the west an airy city, wall heaped on wall, and battlement on battlement; the light was all withdrawn; the shining church turned cold and dark; the stream forgot to smile; the birds were silent; and the gloom of winter dwelt on everything.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

• One disagreeable result of whispering is that it seems to evoke an atmosphere of silence, haunted by the ghosts of sound - strange cracks and tickings, the rustling of garments that have no substance in them, and the tread of dreadful feet that would leave no mark on the sea-sand or the winter snow.

  Charles Dickens

  Winter, Feet, Sea

  Charles Dickens (1853). “Bleak House”, p.318

• From the days when it was always summer in Eden, to these days when it is mostly winter in fallen latitudes, the world of a man has invariably gone one way Charles Darnay's way the way of the love of a woman

  Charles Dickens

  Summer, Spiritual, Winter

  Charles Dickens, General Press (2016). “A Tale of Two Cities: A Story of the French Revolution”, p.123, GENERAL PRESS

• Look round and round upon this bare bleak plain, and see even here, upon a winter's day, how beautiful the shadows are! Alas! It is the nature of their kind to be so. The loveliest things in life... are but shadows; and they come and go, and change and fade away, as rapidly as these.

  Charles Dickens

  Beautiful, Nature, Winter

  Charles Dickens (1867). “The Life and Adventures of Martin Chuzzlewit”, p.125

• Sir," returned Mrs. Sparsit, " I cannot say that i have heard him precisely snore, and therefore must not make that statement. But on winter evenings, when he has fallen asleep at his table, I have heard him, what I should prefer to describe as partially choke. I have heard him on such occasions produce sounds of a nature similar to what may be heard in dutch clocks. Not," said Mrs. Sparsit, with a lofty sense of giving strict evidence, " That I would convey any imputation on his moral character. Far from it.

  Charles Dickens

  Character, Winter, Giving

  Charles Dickens “Hard Times”, W. W. Norton & Company

• There is probably a smell of roasted chestnuts and other good comfortable things all the time, for we are telling Winter Stories - Ghost Stories, or more shame for us - round the Christmas fire; and we have never stirred, except to draw a little nearer to it.

  Charles Dickens

  Winter, Smell, Ghost Stories

  Charles Dickens (1868). “Christmas Stories from "Household Words" and "All the Year Round"”, p.11

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