Charles Dickens Quotes

So fallen! so lost! the light withdrawn Which once he wore; The glory from his gray hairs gone For evermore!

All hope abandon, ye who enter here!

They'll take everything, even your tears.

Nobody likes a child to die or losing an election.

Everything was coming my way, but I was going down. I was painfully empty.

It seems as if life and hope must cease together.

This whole country is a graveyard, and we are all constantly walking on the bones

Everything I have done has been wasted. In another 20 years France will be dead.

It is useless to live on burned ruins.

I like dark, hopeless, beautiful tragedies.

I thought not getting picked in the first round was the end of the world.

Despair is deep. An abyss that swallows dreams. A wall at the world's end. Behind it I await death. Because all our work has come to this.

When life is woe, and hope is dumb, the World says, "Go!" The Grave says, "Come!

Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dreams, Where there is neither sense of life or joys, But the vast shipwreck of my life's esteems; And e'en the dearest--that I love the best-- Are strange--nay, rather stranger than the rest.

In that one slight motion, I see the end of hope, beginning of destruction of everything I hold dear in the world. I can't guess what form my punishment will take, how wide the net will be cast, but when it is finished there most likely be nothing left. So you would think that at this moment, I would be in utter despair.

Hope is a punishable offense. The verdict is always death; one more death of the heart.

One by one, like leaves from a tree, / All my faiths have forsaken me.

My hopes were all dead --- struck with a subtle doom, such as, in one night, fell on all the first-born in the land of Egypt. I looked on my cherished wishes, yesterday so blooming and glowing; they lay stark, chill, livid corpses that could never revive.

No taste of food, no feel of water, no sound of wind, no memory of tree or grass or flower, no image of moon or star are left to me. I am naked in the dark, Sam, and there is no veil between me and the wheel of fire. I begin to see it even with my waking eyes, and all else fades.

It doth not hurt", whispered a faint voice, "She will take you life and all you are and all you care'st for, and she will leave you with nothing but mist and fog. She'll take your joy. And one day you'll wake and your heart and soul will have gone. A husk you'll be, a wisp you'll be, and a thing no more than a dream on waking, or a memory of something forgotten.

O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day!

Come on in girls, and leave all hope behind.

Even every ray of hope destroyed and not a wish to gild the gloom.

When I realize that she is gone, perhaps gone forever, a great void opens up and I feel that I am falling, falling, falling into deep, black space. And this is worse than tears, deeper than regret or pain or sorrow, it is the abyss into which Satan was plunged. There is no climbing back, no ray of light, no sound of human voice or human touch of hand.

My day is closed! the gloom of night is come! a hopeless darkness settles over my fate.