John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
Charles Dikens 1812-1870 John Bartlett
| 1 | |
| A demd, damp, moist, unpleasant body! | |
| Nicholas Nickleby. Chap. xxxiv. | |
| 2 | |
| He has gone to the demnition bow-wows. | |
| Nicholas Nickleby. Chap. lxiv. | |
| 3 | |
| My life is one demd horrid grind. | |
| Nicholas Nickleby. Chap. lxiv. | |
| 4 | |
| He had used the word in a Pickwickian sense. | |
| Pickwick Papers. Chap. i. | |
| 5 | |
| Did it ever strike you on such a morning as this that drowning would be happiness and peace? | |
| Pickwick Papers. Chap. v. | |
| 6 | |
| The wictim of connubiality. | |
| Pickwick Papers. Chap. xx. | |
| 7 | |
| I am a lone lorn creetur and everythink goes contrairy with me. | |
| David Copperfield. Chap. iii. | |
| 8 | |
| Barkis is willin’. | |
| David Copperfield. Chap. v. | |
| 9 | |
| Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen nineteen six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pounds ought and six, result misery. | |
| David Copperfield. Chap. xii. | |
| 10 | |
| I never will desert Mr. Micawber. | |
| David Copperfield. Chap. xii. | |
| 11 | |
| Accidents will occur in the best regulated families. | |
| David Copperfield. Chap. xxvii. | |
| 12 | |
| Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism, all very good words for the lips,—especially prunes and prism. | |
| Little Dorrit. Book ii. Chap. v. | |
| 13 | |
| Whatever was required to be done, the Circumlocution Office was beforehand with all the public departments in the art of perceiving HOW NOT TO DO IT. | |
| Little Dorrit. Book ii. Chap. x. | |
| 14 | |
| Secret and self-contained and solitary as an oyster. | |
| A Christmas Carol. Stave 1. | |
| 15 | |
| In came Mrs. Fezziwig, one vast substantial smile. | |
| A Christmas Carol. Stave 2. | |
| 16 | |
| He’s tough, ma’am,—tough is J. B.; tough and devilish sly. | |
| Dombey and Son. Chap. vii. | |
| 17 | |
| When found, make a note of. | |
| Dombey and Son. Chap. xv. | |
| 18 | |
| The bearings of this observation lays in the application on it. | |
| Dombey and Son. Chap. xxiii. | |
| 19 | |
| Oh, Sairey, Sairey, little do we know what lays before us! | |
| Martin Chuzzlewit. Chap. i. | |
| 20 | |
| Any man may be in good spirits and good temper when he’s well dressed. There ain’t much credit in that. | |
| Martin Chuzzlewit. Chap. v. | |
| 21 | |
| Not to put too fine a point upon it. | |
| Bleak House. Chap. xxxii. | |
| 22 | |
| “If the law supposes that,” said Mr. Bumble, “the law is a ass, a idiot.” | |
| Oliver Twist. Chap. li. | |