Quotes About Transformation

We are friends," said I, rising and bending over her, as she rose from the bench. "And will continue friends apart," said Estella. I took her hand in mine, and we went out of the ruined place; and, as the morning mists had risen long ago when I first left the forge, so the evening mists were rising now, and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they showed to me, I saw no shadow of another parting from her.

Second—the Golden Thread I. Five Years Later II. A Sight III. A Disappointment IV. Congratulatory V. The Jackal

I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future!" Scrooge repeated, as he scrambled out of bed. "The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. Oh Jacob Marley! Heaven, and the Christmas Time be praised for this!

For again Scrooge saw himself. He was older now, a man in the prime of life. His face had not the harsh and rigid lines of later years, but it had begun to wear the signs of care and avarice. There was an eager, greedy, restless motion in the eye, which showed the passion that had taken root, and where the shadow of the growing tree would fall. He was not alone, but sat

Contents Book the First—Recalled to Life I. The Period II. The Mail III. The Night Shadows

Rises XXIII. Fire Rises XXIV. Drawn to the Loadstone Rock Book the Third—

I wanted to make Joe less ignorant and common, that he might be worthier of my society and less open to Estella's reproach.

At one of these a lonely boy was reading near a feeble fire; and Scrooge sat down upon a form, and wept to see his poor forgotten self as he used to be.

I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future!" Scrooge repeated, as he scrambled out of bed. "The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. O Jacob Marley! Heaven and the Christmas-time be praised for this! I say it on my knees, old Jacob, on my knees!

Oh, the river!…I know it's like me…I know that I belong to it. I know that it's the natural company of such as I am! It comes from country places, where there once was no harm in it—and it creeps through the dismal streets, defiled and miserable—and it goes away, like my life, to a great sea, that is always troubled—and I feel that I must go with it!

Yes. Soften it as they would, their hearts were lighter. The children's faces, hushed and clustered round to hear what they so little understood, were brighter, and it was a happier house for this man's death! The only emotion that the Ghost could show him, caused by the event, was one of pleasure.

Gradualmente desertó el auditorio y parpadearon algunas luces en las casuchas, luces que, en vez de apagarse, no parecía sino que habían huido al cielo para convertirse en estrellas.

I don't know what day of the month it is!" said Scrooge. "I don't know how long I've been among the Spirits. I don't know anything. I'm quite a baby. Never mind. I don't care. I'd rather be a baby. Hallo! Whoop!

Scrooge hung his head to hear his own words quoted by the Spirit, and was overcome with penitence and grief.

I have been bent and broken, but – I hope – into a better shape." Estella in Great Expectations

A jednak by?em na tyle s?aby i jestem na tyle s?aby, by pragn??, aby pani dowiedzia?a si?, jak? w?adz? ma pani nade mn?, ?e z garstki popio?u, któr? jestem, zmieniam si? w p?omie?.

Es conveniente que el lector haga una pausa al leer esto, y piense por un momento en la larga cadena de hierro o de oro, de espinas o de flores, que jamás le hubiera rodeado a no ser por el primer eslabón que se formó en un día memorable.

As if, in the gap he had left, the wedge of change were driven to the head, rending what was a solid mass to fragments, things cemented and held together by the usages of years, burst asunder in as many weeks. The mine which Time has slowly dug beneath familiar objects is sprung in an instant; and what was rock before, becomes but sand and dust.

But his youthful fire was all composed of sparks from the grindstone; and as the sparks flew off, went out, and never warmed anything ...

I set off on the four-mile walk to our forge; pondering, as I went along, on all I had seen, and deeply revolving that I was a common laboring-boy; that my hands were coarse; that my boots were thick; that I had fallen into a despicable habit of calling knaves Jacks; that I was much more ignorant than I had considered myself last night, and generally that I was in a low-lived bad way.

Some people laughed to see the alteration in him, but he let hem laugh, and little heeded them; fore he was wise enough to know that nothin ever happened on this globe, for good, at which some people did not have their fill of laughter in the outset

go, Teachers of content and honest pride, into the mine, the mill, the forge, the squalid depths of deepest ignorance, and uttermost abyss of man's neglect, and say can any hopeful plant spring up in air so foul that it extinguishes the soul's bright torch as fast as it is kindled!

She touched his organ, and from that bright epoch even it, the old companion of his happiest hours, incapable as he had thought of elevation, began a new and deified existence.

although Sydney Carton would never be a lion, he was an amazingly good jackal,