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Death
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He would make a lovely corpse.
-Charles Dickens
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Debt / Borrow / Loan
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Credit is a system whereby a person who can not pay gets another person who can not pay to guarantee that he can pay.
-Charles Dickens
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Economics
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My other piece of advice, Copperfield, said Mr. Micawber, you know. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen nineteen and six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pounds ought and six, result misery. The blossom is blighted, the leaf is withered, the god of day goes down upon the dreary scene, and - and in short you are for ever floored. As I am!
-Charles Dickens, David Copperfield
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Education
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Minerva House was a finishing establishment for young ladies, where some twenty girls of the ages from thirteen to nineteen inclusive, acquired a smattering of everything and a knowledge of nothing.
-Charles Dickens
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Emotions
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There are strings in the human heart that had better not be vibrated.
-Charles Dickens
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Endurance
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The men who learn endurance, are they who call the whole world, brother.
-Charles Dickens
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Eyes
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He had but one eye and the pocket of prejudice runs in favor of two.
-Charles Dickens
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Facts
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Now, what I want is, facts. Teach these boys and girls nothing but Facts. Facts alone are wanted in life. Plant nothing else, and root out everything else. You can only form the minds of reasoning animals upon Facts: nothing else will ever be of any service to them. This is the principle on which I bring up my own children, and this is the principle on which I bring up these children. Stick to Facts, sir!
-Charles Dickens
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Family
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Accidents will occur in the best-regulated families; and in families not regulated by that pervading influence which sanctifies while it enhances... in short, by the influence of Woman, in the lofty character of Wife, they may be expected with confidence, and must be borne with philosophy.
-Charles Dickens
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Fashion
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Great men are seldom over-scrupulous in the arrangement of their attire.
-Charles Dickens
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Flattery
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. . . although a skilful flatterer is a most delightful companion, if you can keep him all to yourself, his taste becomes very doubtful when he takes to complimenting other people.
-Charles Dickens, Nicholas Nickleby
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Friends
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Many merry Christmases, friendships, great accumulation of cheerful recollections, affection on earth, and Heaven at last for all of us.
-Charles Dickens
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Gentlemen
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The word of a gentleman is as good as his bond; and sometimes better.
-Charles Dickens
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I do not know the American gentleman, God forgive me for putting two such words together.
-Charles Dickens
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Government
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The law is sic a ass - a idiot.
-Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
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Gratitude
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Reflect on your present blessings, of which every man has many; not on your past misfortunes of which all men have some
-Charles Dickens
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Greatness & Great Things
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It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor relations.
-Charles Dickens
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Happiness
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Cheerfulness and contentment are great beautifiers and are famous preservers of youthful looks.
-Charles Dickens
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I feel an earnest and humble desire, and shall till I die, to increase the stock of harmless cheerfulness.
-Charles Dickens
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Home
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Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration.
-Charles Dickens
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Hope
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Such is hope, heaven's own gift to struggling mortals, pervading, like some subtle essence from the skies, all things both good and bad.
-Charles Dickens
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Hunting
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There is a passion for hunting something deeply implanted in the human breast.
-Charles Dickens
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Hypocrisy
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With affection beaming in one eye, and calculation shining out of the other.
-Charles Dickens
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Law
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If there were no bad people, there would be no good lawyers.
-Charles Dickens
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Keep out of Chancery. It's being ground to bits in a slow mill; it's being roasted at a slow fire; it's being stung to death by single bees; it's being drowned by drops; it's going mad by grains.
-Charles Dickens
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