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Charles Dickens Berühmte Zitate
„Ich fühle, dass Kleinigkeiten die Summe des Lebens ausmachen.“
David Copperfield, Kapitel 53, Another Retrospect
Original engl.: "I […] feel the truth, that trifles make the sum of life."
David Copperfield
„Ohne schlechte Menschen gäbe es keine guten Anwälte.“
Der Raritätenladen (The Old Curiosity Shop), Kapitel 56 / Mr. Brass
Original engl.: "If there were no bad people, there would be no good lawyers."
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Letzte Worte, zu seiner Schwägerin Mrs. Hogarth, die ihn drängte sich hinzulegen, 9. Juni 1870; Mary (Mamie) Dickens: My Father As I Recall Him; Chapter VI
Original engl.: "Yes, on the ground."
Letzte Worte
David Copperfield, Kapitel 2, I Observe
Original engl.: "I believe the power of observation in numbers of very young children to be quite wonderful for its closeness and accuracy. Indeed, I think that most grown men who are remarkable in this respect, may with greater propriety be said not to have lost the faculty, than to have acquired it."
David Copperfield
Schwere Zeiten, Fünftes Kapitel. gutenberg.spiegel.de http://gutenberg.spiegel.de/?id=5&xid=4014&kapitel=6&cHash=31c32fc3c12#gb_found
Original engl.: "Fact, fact, fact, everywhere in the material aspect of the town; fact, fact, fact, everywhere in the immaterial. [...] what you couldn't state in figures, or show to be purchaseable in the cheapest market and saleable in the dearest, was not, and never should be, world without end, Amen."
Schwere Zeiten (Hard Times)
Charles Dickens Zitate und Sprüche
Große Erwartungen (Great Expectations), Kapitel 19
Original engl.: "Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts."
Große Erwartungen (Great Expectations)
„In diesem Leben haben wir nichts als Tatsachen nötig, mein Herr: nichts als Tatsachen.«“
Schwere Zeiten, Erstes Kapitel, gutenberg.spiegel.de http://gutenberg.spiegel.de/?id=5&xid=4014&kapitel=2&cHash=31c32fc3c1chap002#gb_found
Original engl.: "In this life, we want nothing but Facts, sir; nothing but Facts!"
Schwere Zeiten (Hard Times)
„Kinder erleben nichts so scharf und bitter wie Ungerechtigkeit.“
Große Erwartungen (Great Expectations), Kapitel 8
Original engl.: "In the little world in which children have their existence […], there is nothing so finely perceived and so finely felt, as injustice."
Große Erwartungen (Great Expectations)
„Auch eine schwere Tür hat nur einen kleinen Schlüssel nötig.“
Zur Strecke gebracht (Hunted Down), Kapitel II.
Original engl.: "A very little key will open a very heavy door."
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Charles Dickens: Zitate auf Englisch
“It is strange with how little notice, good, bad, or indifferent, a man may live and die in London.”
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Sketches by Boz
Characters, Ch. 1 : Thoughts About People
Sketches by Boz (1836-1837)
Kontext: It is strange with how little notice, good, bad, or indifferent, a man may live and die in London. He awakens no sympathy in the breast of any single person; his existence is a matter of interest to no one save himself; he cannot be said to be forgotten when he dies, for no one remembered him when he was alive. There is a numerous class of people in this great metropolis who seem not to possess a single friend, and whom nobody appears to care for. Urged by imperative necessity in the first instance, they have resorted to London in search of employment, and the means of subsistence. It is hard, we know, to break the ties which bind us to our homes and friends, and harder still to efface the thousand recollections of happy days and old times, which have been slumbering in our bosoms for years, and only rush upon the mind, to bring before it associations connected with the friends we have left, the scenes we have beheld too probably for the last time, and the hopes we once cherished, but may entertain no more. These men, however, happily for themselves, have long forgotten such thoughts. Old country friends have died or emigrated; former correspondents have become lost, like themselves, in the crowd and turmoil of some busy city; and they have gradually settled down into mere passive creatures of habit and endurance.
“Never have a Mission, my dear child.”
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Bleak House
Quelle: Bleak House (1852-1853), Ch. 30
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Sketches by Boz
Characters, Ch. 2 : A Christmas Dinner
Sketches by Boz (1836-1837)
Kontext: Christmas time! That man must be a misanthrope indeed, in whose breast something like a jovial feeling is not roused — in whose mind some pleasant associations are not awakened — by the recurrence of Christmas. There are people who will tell you that Christmas is not to them what it used to be; that each succeeding Christmas has found some cherished hope, or happy prospect, of the year before, dimmed or passed away; that the present only serves to remind them of reduced circumstances and straitened incomes — of the feasts they once bestowed on hollow friends, and of the cold looks that meet them now, in adversity and misfortune. Never heed such dismal reminiscences. There are few men who have lived long enough in the world, who cannot call up such thoughts any day in the year. Then do not select the merriest of the three hundred and sixty-five for your doleful recollections, but draw your chair nearer the blazing fire — fill the glass and send round the song — and if your room be smaller than it was a dozen years ago, or if your glass be filled with reeking punch, instead of sparkling wine, put a good face on the matter, and empty it off-hand, and fill another, and troll off the old ditty you used to sing, and thank God it’s no worse. Look on the merry faces of your children (if you have any) as they sit round the fire. One little seat may be empty; one slight form that gladdened the father’s heart, and roused the mother’s pride to look upon, may not be there. Dwell not upon the past; think not that one short year ago, the fair child now resolving into dust, sat before you, with the bloom of health upon its cheek, and the gaiety of infancy in its joyous eye. Reflect upon your present blessings — of which every man has many — not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some. Fill your glass again, with a merry face and contented heart. Our life on it, but your Christmas shall be merry, and your new year a happy one!
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Sketches by Boz
Characters, Ch. 2 : A Christmas Dinner
Sketches by Boz (1836-1837)
Kontext: Christmas time! That man must be a misanthrope indeed, in whose breast something like a jovial feeling is not roused — in whose mind some pleasant associations are not awakened — by the recurrence of Christmas. There are people who will tell you that Christmas is not to them what it used to be; that each succeeding Christmas has found some cherished hope, or happy prospect, of the year before, dimmed or passed away; that the present only serves to remind them of reduced circumstances and straitened incomes — of the feasts they once bestowed on hollow friends, and of the cold looks that meet them now, in adversity and misfortune. Never heed such dismal reminiscences. There are few men who have lived long enough in the world, who cannot call up such thoughts any day in the year. Then do not select the merriest of the three hundred and sixty-five for your doleful recollections, but draw your chair nearer the blazing fire — fill the glass and send round the song — and if your room be smaller than it was a dozen years ago, or if your glass be filled with reeking punch, instead of sparkling wine, put a good face on the matter, and empty it off-hand, and fill another, and troll off the old ditty you used to sing, and thank God it’s no worse. Look on the merry faces of your children (if you have any) as they sit round the fire. One little seat may be empty; one slight form that gladdened the father’s heart, and roused the mother’s pride to look upon, may not be there. Dwell not upon the past; think not that one short year ago, the fair child now resolving into dust, sat before you, with the bloom of health upon its cheek, and the gaiety of infancy in its joyous eye. Reflect upon your present blessings — of which every man has many — not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some. Fill your glass again, with a merry face and contented heart. Our life on it, but your Christmas shall be merry, and your new year a happy one!
First lines of Dicken's first published work, originally titled "A Dinner at Poplar Walk" (1833), later published as "Mr. Minns and his Cousin"
Kontext: Mr. Augustus Minns was a bachelor, of about forty as he said — of about eight-and-forty as his friends said. He was always exceedingly clean, precise, and tidy: perhaps somewhat priggish, and the most retiring man in the world.
Lucy's Song in The Village Coquettes (1836); later published in The Poems and Verses of Charles Dickens (1903)
Kontext: p>Love is not a feeling to pass away,
Like the balmy breath of a summer day;
It is not — it cannot be — laid aside;
It is not a thing to forget or hide.
It clings to the heart, ah, woe is me!
As the ivy clings to the old oak tree.Love is not a passion of earthly mould,
As a thirst for honour, or fame, or gold:
For when all these wishes have died away,
The deep strong love of a brighter day,
Though nourished in secret, consumes the more,
As the slow rust eats to the iron’s core.</p
"A Dinner at Poplar Walk" (1833), later published as "Mr. Minns and his Cousin"
Kontext: There were two classes of created objects which he held in the deepest and most unmingled horror: they were, dogs and children. He was not unamiable, but he could at any time have viewed the execution of a dog, or the assassination of an infant, with the liveliest satisfaction. Their habits were at variance with his love of order; and his love of order, was as powerful as his love of life.
Letter to Edward Dickens (26 September 1868), published in The Selected Letters of Charles Dickens http://books.google.com.br/books?id=NJH1g1i4gnIC&printsec=frontcover&hl=pt-BR#v=onepage&q&f=false, Edited by Jenny Hartley
Kontext: I put a New Testament among your books, for the very same reasons, and with the very same hopes that made me write an easy account of it for you, when you were a little child; because it is the best book that ever was or will be known in the world, and because it teaches you the best lessons by which any human creature who tries to be truthful and faithful to duty can possibly be guided. As your brothers have gone away, one by one, I have written to each such words as I am now writing to you, and have entreated them all to guide themselves by this book, putting aside the interpretations and inventions of men.
“He wos wery good to me, he wos!”
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Bleak House
Quelle: Bleak House (1852-1853), Ch. 11
“I expect a judgment. Shortly.”
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Bleak House
Quelle: Bleak House (1852-1853), Ch. 3
Comment while on an American tour (March 1842), as quoted in Dickens (1949) by Hesketh Pearson, Ch. 8
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Dombey and Son
When found, make a note of."
Quelle: Dombey and Son (1846-1848), Ch. 15
La difficulté d'écrire l'anglais m'est extrêmement ennuyeuse. Ah, mon Dieu! si l'on pouvait toujours écrire cette belle langue de France!
Letter to John Foster (7 July 1850)
“The dignity of his office is never impaired by the absence of efforts on his part to maintain it.”
Charles Dickens
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Sketches by Boz
Our Parish, Ch. 1 : The Beadle. The Parish Engine. The Schoolmaster.
Sketches by Boz (1836-1837)
Charles Dickens
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Little Dorrit
Bk. I, Ch. 10
Little Dorrit (1855-1857)
Variante: 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.
“Once a gentleman, and always a gentleman.”
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Little Dorrit
Bk. II, Ch. 28
Little Dorrit (1855-1857)
