"The Cricket on the Hearth" Quotes

Tackleton was a worthy tradesman in the city, and a man of great exactitude and honesty in his dealings.

The kettle began it!

He was that sort of man, that to have had any lingering or surviving hope of doing that sort of deed himself, would have been instant and sufficient death to him.

A cricket sings upon the hearth, a fine, cheerful, home-bred sound; and, though a simple creature, he is of so much use and comfort to my little household gods.

He knew no more about it than the child unborn; but he put his finger on his nose mysteriously, and nodded his head, and seemed to think that he had expressed himself fully.

He carried the light, and she the darkness.

He always had a wonderfully short and sharp answer to everything.

There are only two styles of portrait painting; the serious and the smirk.

I don't know what the business is, but it's no good, depend upon it.

She feigned to be so, but I don't think she was.