There is a passion for hunting something deeply implanted in the human breast. – Charles Dickens
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another. – Charles Dickens

There is a passion for hunting something deeply implanted in the human breast. – Charles Dickens
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another. – Charles Dickens
We know, Mr. Weller — we, who are men of the world — that a good uniform must work its way with the women, sooner or later. – Charles Dickens
That sort of half sigh, which, accompanied by two or three slight nods of the head, is pitys small change in general society. – Charles Dickens