A Love Letter to Charles Dickens, on his birthday!

My Dear Charles,

Like Shakespeare once said, “The course of true love never did run smooth.”

I’ve missed you in these solemn days. I feel as if the days are longer, and darker with you not here with me. I cannot go a single day without a small portion of you represented in my heart. While you aren’t here physically, I see you mentally and in my heart. I will never forget you my dearest. Your words will forever live through me, as though you are standing in front of me reading your intricate words. Your complex ideas and themes aid in my word choice and actions. My dearest, I wonder how you are doing in your short somber stay in the underworld. These simple story lines and one-dimensional characters are no match to your works, in these days. I wish you a restful birthday and a joyous celebration where ever you are.

Thank you, Mr. Jones, for helping me honor this special day!

You once said, “You are a part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read. You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since- on the river, on the sails of the ships, on the marshes, on the clouds, in the light, in the darkness, in the wind, in the woods, in the sea, in the streets. You have been the embodiment of every graceful fancy that my mind has ever become acquainted with.” This simple, yet exquisite word choice and sentence structure has been the start and end of many stories of love. While I am not saying everyone’s love is like Pip and Estella, I can not go on without picking apart this quote and explaining how beautiful and truly good this quote is. What you have said has affected many true and wholesome loves all around the world, and I applaud you for that. I love how you set out to affect the complexity of every aspect of a relationship. Whether family or friend, you speak as they are the same.

I would like to wish you a truly grand two-hundred and eighth birthday. I wish it the best you have ever had. I hope you take your walk with your walking stick and have a nice meal with fellow good men and women. Even as I am here and you are there, I hope you have company on this joyous occasion.

Yours in death,

Amelia Carter (pen name)

For more information on Dickens, check out my last article!

To read my love letter to Shakespeare, click here!

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