On the clock striking twelve he appeared slightly agitated, but he soon recovered, walked twice or thrice along the coach-house, stopped to bark, staggered, exclaimed “Halloa old girl!” (his favorite expression) and died. He behaved throughout with decent fortitude, equanimity and self-possession.
An amusing letter Charles Dickens wrote on the death of his beloved pet raven, Grip – one of history’s notable literary pets extolled in famous authors’ letters and journals.
And let us not remember Italy the less regardfully, because, in every fragment of her fallen Temples, and every stone of her deserted palaces and prisons, she helps to inculcate the lesson that the wheel of Time is rolling for an end, and that the world is, in all great essentials, better, gentler, more forbearing, and more hopeful, as it rolls!
Advice from Charles Dickens, born on this day in 1812, to his youngest and favorite son.
This life is half made up of partings, and these pains must be borne.
Pictures from Italy – for Charles Dickens’s birthday today, Italian artist Livia Signorini illustrates his little-known early travelogue-fairytale about Italy.
Never take a mean advantage of anyone in any transaction, and never be hard upon people who are in your power.
“A loving heart is the truest wisdom.”
Gorgeous portrait of Charles Dickens by artist David A. Johnson.
