Appearance (Places)

The atmosphere of those Fairy palaces was like the breath of the simoom: and their inhabitants, wasting with heat, toiled languidly in the desert.

Charles Dickens Hard Times Quotations (Book 2, Chapter 1). The atmosphere of those Fairy palaces was like the breath of the simoom: and their inhabitants, wasting with heat, toiled languidly in the desert.

The piston of the steam-engine worked monotonously up and down, like the head of an elephant in a state of melancholy madness.

Charles Dickens Hard Times Quotations (Book 1, Chapter 5). The piston of the steam-engine worked monotonously up and down, like the head of an elephant in a state of melancholy madness.

All the public inscriptions in the town were painted alike, in severe characters of black and white.

Charles Dickens Hard Times Quotations (Book 1, Chapter 5). All the public inscriptions in the town were painted alike, in severe characters of black and white.

A dreary waste, inhabited by a few scattered people of questionable character, whose poverty prevented their living in any better neighbourhood, or whose pursuits and mode of life rendered its solitude desirable.

Charles Dickens Sketches by Boz Quotations (The Black Veil). A dreary waste, inhabited by a few scattered people of questionable character, whose poverty prevented their living in any better neighbourhood, or whose pursuits and mode of life rendered its solitude desirable.

The clash and glare of sundry fiery Works upon the river-side, arose by night to disturb everything except the heavy and unbroken smoke that poured out of their chimneys.

Charles Dickens David Copperfield Quotations (Chapter 47). The clash and glare of sundry fiery Works upon the river-side, arose by night to disturb everything except the heavy and unbroken smoke that poured out of their chimneys.

The neighbourhood was a dreary one at that time; as oppressive, sad, and solitary by night, as any about London.

Charles Dickens David Copperfield Quotations (Chapter 47). The neighbourhood was a dreary one at that time; as oppressive, sad, and solitary by night, as any about London.

A town of machinery and tall chimneys, out of which interminable serpents of smoke trailed themselves for ever and ever, and never got uncoiled.

Charles Dickens Hard Times Quotations (Book 1, Chapter 5). A town of machinery and tall chimneys, out of which interminable serpents of smoke trailed themselves for ever and ever, and never got uncoiled.

If any one were to ask me what in my opinion was the dullest and most stupid spot on the face of the Earth, I should decidedly say Chelmsford.

If any one were to ask me what in my opinion was the dullest and most stupid spot on the face of the Earth, I should decidedly say Chelmsford.

The sun that rises over the quiet streets of London on a bright Sunday morning, shines till his setting, on gay and happy faces.

The sun that rises over the quiet streets of London on a bright Sunday morning, shines till his setting, on gay and happy faces.

Here were poor streets where faded gentility essayed with scanty space and shipwrecked means to make its last feeble stand, but tax-gatherer and creditor came there as elsewhere, and the poverty that yet faintly struggled was hardly less squalid and manifest than that which had long ago submitted and given up the game.

Here were poor streets where faded gentility essayed with scanty space and shipwrecked means to make its last feeble stand, but tax-gatherer and creditor came there as elsewhere, and the poverty that yet faintly struggled was hardly less squalid and manifest than that which had long ago submitted and given up the game.