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“It was a very aged, ghostly place; the church had been built many hundreds of years ago, and had once had a convent or monastery attached; for arches in ruins, remains of oriel windows, and fragments of blackened walls, were yet standing-, while other portions of the old building, which had crumbled away and fallen down, were mingled with the churchyard earth and overgrown with grass, as if they too claimed a burying-place and sought to mix their ashes with the dust of men.”

Book:The Old Curiosity Shop: And Reprinted Pieces

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The Old Curiosity Shop: And Reprinted Pieces

This novel is a blend of the original 'The Old Curiosity Shop' and selected reprinted pieces, offering readers a comprehensive collection of Charles Dickens' storytelling prowess and social commentary. more

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Charles Dickens

Charles Dickens, a British writer born on February 7, 1812, and died on June 9, 1870, is one of the greatest novelists of the 19th century. Known for his profound social criticism and vivid narrative style, Dickens' works extensively cover social reality, revealing various issues in the British society of the time. more

“It had grown darker as they talked, and the wind was sawing and the sawdust was whirling outside paler windows. The underlying churchyard was already settling into deep dim shade, and the shade was creeping up to the housetops among which they sat. "As if," said Eugene, "as if the churchyard ghosts were rising."”

Ifs Said Wind Window Ghost Settling Sat Rising Shade Spooky Sawdust

Book:Our Mutual Friend

Source: Our Mutual Friend

“Under none of the accredited ghostly circumstances, and environed by none of the conventional ghostly surroundings, did I first make acquaintance with the house which is the subject of this Christmas piece. I saw it in the daylight, with the sun upon it. There was no wind, no rain, no lightning, no thunder, no awful or unwonted circumstance, of any kind, to heighten its effect.”

Firsts Kind House Sun Saws Pieces Subjects Effects Wind Circumstances Rain Awful Conventional Lightning Thunder Surroundings Acquaintance Daylight Spooky

Book:Ghost stories

Source: Ghost stories

“They whirled past the dark trees, as feathers would be swept before a hurricane. Houses, gates, churches, hay-stacks, objects of every kind they shot by, with a velocity and noise like roaring waters suddenly let loose. Still the noise of pursuit grew louder, and still my uncle could hear the young lady wildly screaming, "Faster! Faster!"”

Source: The posthumous papers of the Pickwick Club

“The rain and hail pattered against the glass; the chimneys quaked and rocked; the crazy casement rattled with the wind, as though an impatient hand inside were striving to burst it open. But no hand was there, and it opened no more.”

Hands Crazy Wind Rain Strive Glasses Impatient Hail Spooky Chimneys

Book:The Life And Adventures Of Nicholas Nickleby

Source: The Life And Adventures Of Nicholas Nickleby

“As the gloom and shadow thickened behind him, in that place where it had been gathering so darkly, it took, by slow degrees, - or out of it there came, by some unreal, unsubstantial process - not to be traced by any human sense, - an awful likeness of himself!”

Humans Process Behinds Degrees Shadow Awful Gathering Unreal Gloom Spooky

Book:Charles Dickens: The Complete Christmas Books and Stories [A Christmas Carol, The Chimes, A Christmas Tree, The Cricket on the Hearth, etc] (Book House)

Source: Charles Dickens: The Complete Christmas Books and Stories [A Christmas Carol, The Chimes, A Christmas Tree, The Cricket on the Hearth, etc] (Book House)

“Your body must become familiar with its death - in all its possible forms and degrees - as a self-evident, imminent, and emotionally neutral step on the way towards the goal you have found worthy of your life.”

Way Self Body Form Death Found Goal Steps Dying Degrees Worthy Your Body Familiar Evident

Author:Dag Hammarskjold

“The first diabolical character who intruded himself on my peaceful youth (as I called to mind that day at Dullborough), was a certain Captain Murderer. This wretch must have been an off-shoot of the Blue Beard family, but I had no suspicion of the consanguinity in those times. His warning name would seem to have awakened no general prejudice against him, for he was admitted into the best society and possessed immense wealth. Captain Murderer's mission was matrimony, and the gratification of a cannibal appetite with tender brides.”