It was a very aged, ghostly place; the church had been built many hundreds of years ago, and had once had a convent or monastery attached; for arches in ruins, remains of oriel windows, and fragments of blackened walls, were yet standing-, while other portions of the old building, which had crumbled away and fallen down, were mingled with the churchyard earth and overgrown with grass, as if they too claimed a burying-place and sought to mix their ashes with the dust of men. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop
The Old Curiosity Shop Quotes
The Old Curiosity Shop was the fourth novel by Charles Dickens. The novel was published in installments in the periodical Master Humphrey’s Clock. We hope you enjoy this collection of 33 quotes from The Old Curiosity Shop.
For your popular rumour
For your popular rumour, unlike the rolling stone of the proverb, is one which gathers a deal of moss in its wanderings up and down. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop
Anything that makes a noise
Anything that makes a noise is satisfactory to a crowd. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop
The Sun Himself is Weak
The Sun himself is weak when he first rises, and gathers strength and courage as the day gets on. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop
Nothing seemed to be going
Nothing seemed to be going on but the clocks, and they had such drowzy faces, such heavy lazy hands, and such cracked voices that they surely must have been too slow. The very dogs were all asleep, and the flies, drunk with moist sugar in the grocer’s shop, forgot their wings and briskness, and baked to death in dusty corners of the window. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop
“Death doesn’t change us more
“Death doesn’t change us more than life.” ~ The Old Curiosity Shop
The day was made for
The day was made for laziness, and lying on one’s back in green places, and staring at the sky till its brightness forced one to shut one’s eyes and go to sleep. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop
The flowers that sleep by
The flowers that sleep by night, opened their gentle eyes and turned them to the day. The light, creation’s mind, was everywhere, and all things owned its power. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop
Death of Each Day’s Hope
From the death of each day’s hope another hope sprung up to live to-morrow. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop
The church was old and
The church was old and grey, with ivy clinging to the walls, and round the porch. Shunning the tombs, it crept about the mounds, beneath which slept poor humble men: twining for them the first wreaths they had ever won, but wreaths less liable to wither and far more lasting in their kind, than some which were graven deep in stone and marble, and told in pompous terms of virtues meekly hidden for many a year, and only revealed at last to executors and mourning legatees. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop
