Dickens’s Best Novel? Six Experts Share Their Opinions

August 2, 2012 | 9 books mentioned 48 10 min read

What was Charles Dickens’s best novel? It depends whom you ask of course. G.K. Chesterton thought Bleak House represented the mature peak of Dickens’s skill as a novelist, although he went on to remark, “We can say more or less when a human being has come to his full mental growth, even if we go so far as to wish that he had never come to it.” This past February, on the occasion of Dickens’s 200th birthday, The Guardian put together this mesmerizing chart ranking 12 of Dickens’s 16 novels on a scale of most to least Dickensian. Bleak House came out first, Great Expectations was last, yet those two titles occupied the top two spots when Time issued its own Top-10 Dickens List for the Dickens bicentennial.

Searching for clarity, I decided to pose the question to a handful of leading Victorianists. In June, I sent out emails to select scholars asking them if they’d be interested in choosing a novel and making their case. I noted that of course there is no such thing as a singular best, and that really the exercise was meant to be fun. Just about everyone I reached out to was game. And, in recognition of how obsessive many Victorianists are about Dickens, one added that after debating his best novel, perhaps I’d be interested in curating a more esoteric discussion: Best Dickens character for a one night stand, or maybe which Dickens character you’d most like to have as your own child.

Saving those conversations for another day, here then are six impassioned, knowledgeable opinions on the topic of the best Dickens novel. I hope you’ll enjoy reading them, and that when you’re through, you’ll share your own views in the comments section.

cover1. Bleak House
Kelly Hager, Associate Professor of English and Women’s and Gender Studies, Simmons College

“Not to put too fine a point upon it,” as meek Mr. Snagsby is wont to say, Dickens’s best novel is Bleak House. It might not be everyone’s favorite (that honor might go to Dickens’s own “favourite child,” David Copperfield, or to the newly-relevant tale of a Victorian Bernie Madoff, Little Dorrit, or to that classic of 10th grade English, Great Expectations), but Bleak House is absolutely his best: in terms of plot, characters, pacing, social relevance, readability, and its possibilities for adaptation, just to cite some of its virtues.

coverThe BBC’s 2005 version brought to the fore the pathos of the heroine Esther Summerson’s plight and the hypocrisy of the world that produced that plight. Brought up by a guardian (actually her aunt) who led her sister to believe that her (illegitimate) baby was born dead, Esther does not learn who her mother is, or even that she is alive, until she has been so disfigured by smallpox that she no longer poses the danger of incriminating her (now married and ennobled) mother by their resemblance. The scene of their first (and only) meeting is heart-rending but not maudlin, revealing just how far Dickens has moved beyond the sentimental portrayal of Little Nell’s deathbed (in The Old Curiosity Shop) and his precious depiction of the orphaned Oliver Twist. The emotions the scene calls up are honest, earned, poignant.

covercoverSimilarly, the anger John Jarndyce feels at the Chancery suit that occupies the novel is not the self-righteous ire of those who uncover the educational abuses of Dotheboys Hall (in Nicholas Nickleby) or rail against the inequities of the law of divorce (in Hard Times), but the heartfelt anguish of a man who has seen friends and relatives destroyed by the red tape and bureaucracy of the Court of Chancery (a court that relies not on common law statutes but solely on precedents and was abolished in 1875). Dickens mounts a comparable attack on the aptly named Circumlocution Office in Little Dorrit, where the important thing is to learn “how not to do it,” but there, the depiction is comic. He does the more difficult and subtle thing in Bleak House, relying not on humor but on sad case after sad case to reveal the evils of the system. He writes with empathy; he doesn’t poke easy fun. In Bleak House, written between two national epidemics of cholera, in 1849 and 1854, Dickens also draws attention to the need for sanitary reform (specifically for a regulated, clean supply of water for the public); Bleak House is, in fact, one of the earliest fictional engagements with the field of public health.

Engaged in social issues, moving, and full of characters we love (the unflappable army wife, Mrs. Bagnet; Jo, the crossing sweeper; Sir Leicester, Lady Dedlock’s loyal husband) and characters we love to hate (the selfish parents Mrs. Jellyby and Mr. Turveydrop; Vholes, the vampiric solicitor), Bleak House is Dickens at his very best.

2. Bleak House
Anna Henchman, Assistant Professor of English, Boston University, and author of The Starry Sky Within: Astronomy and the Reach of the Mind in Victorian Literature

Bleak House begins in sooty obscurity: swirls of fog, snowflakes black with grime, indistinguishable masses. Movement is circular — “slipping and sliding,” — without progress. The laws of this world are quickly established: There is rigid separation between classes. Characters are moving parts in a system that consumes them. Separate realms coexist with little contact with one another.

But then the novel explodes when gauche Mr. Guppy presumes to call on the cold Lady Dedlock. She agrees to see him, and even more strangely, betrays in his presence a quivering vulnerability, a longing to know that echoes our own perplexity as readers of this novel. “What connexion can there be between the place in Lincolnshire, the house in town, the Mercury with the powder, and the whereabout of Jo the outlaw with the broom…?” After Mr. Guppy’s visit, a new sequence of events unfolds, and Lady Dedlock’s life rearranges itself before our eyes. Later, on the open grass, another extraordinary meeting brings us even more closely into her consciousness.

Like us, Mr. Guppy has been playing detective, putting together the pieces of the book, and at this point he’s doing it better than we are. Bleak House is a novel full of detectives with whom we sit in uneasy intimacy because their inquisitive state of mind mirrors our own.Their “calling is the acquisition of secrets.”

Two distinct narrators take us through this increasingly comprehensible world. The omniscient narrator can enter anywhere, taking us from foggy London to Lincolnshire. He floats through walls, moving from the airless chambers of one house in town to the greasy interior of another that stinks of burnt flesh. Esther, by contrast, is a timid outsider, for whom everything is new and strange. Some of the greatest effects of the novel occur when Esther takes us through spaces we’ve visited many times and thought we knew. Right after Esther talks with Lady Dedlock, for instance, she walks through the fragrant gardens of Chesney Wold. “Grostesque monsters bristle” as she thinks about the lives they lead inside, and for the first time we feel attached to the stately home.

The great pleasure of this novel is the pleasure of plot — of retroactively putting events into sequence. Like detectives, novelists construct patterns out of disparate fragments. This novel more than any other Dickens novel feels both ordered and dynamic. Characters who flash past us — a man from Shropshire, a crossing sweeper — resolve into detail, acquire names, and fill out in time and space. As the lines between networks of characters thicken, the world gets smaller, more recognizable, but also more dangerous for the ones we love most.

cover3. David Copperfield
Maia McAleavey, Assistant Professor of English, Boston College

“Of course I was in love with little Em’ly,” David Copperfield assures the reader of his childhood love. “I am sure I loved that baby quite as truly, quite as tenderly, with greater purity and more disinterestedness, than can enter into the best love of a later time of life.” Loving a person or a book (and “David Copperfield” conveniently appears to be both) may have nothing at all to do with bestness. The kind of judicious weighing that superlative requires lies quite apart from the easy way the reader falls in love with David Copperfield.

coverTo my mind, David is far more loveable than Pip (Great Expectations’ fictional autobiographer), and better realized than Esther (Bleak House’s partial narrator). And it does help to have a first-person guide on Dickens’s exuberantly sprawling journeys. David, like Dickens, is a writer, and steers the reader through the novel as an unearthly blend of character, narrator, and author. This is not always a comforting effect. “Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show,” David announces in his unsettling opening sentence.

Here he is, at once a young man thoroughly soused after a night of boozing and a comically estranging narrative voice: “Owing to some confusion in the dark, the door was gone. I was feeling for it in the window-curtains…We went down-stairs, one behind another. Near the bottom, somebody fell, and rolled down. Somebody else said it was Copperfield. I was angry at that false report, until, finding myself on my back in the passage, I began to think there might be some foundation for it.”

Is the novel nostalgic, sexist, and long? Yes, yes, and yes. But in its pages, Dickens also frames each of these qualities as problems. He meditates on the production, reproduction, and preservation of memories; he surrounds his typically perfect female characters, the child-bride Dora and the Angel-in-the-House Agnes, with the indomitable matriarch Betsey Trotwood and the sexlessly maternal nurse Peggotty; and he lampoons the melodramatically longwinded Micawber while devising thousands of ways to keep the reader hooked. If you haven’t yet found your Dickensian first love, David’s your man.

4. David Copperfield
Leah Price, Professor of English, Harvard University

“Of all my books,” confessed Dickens in the preface, “I like this the best. It will be easily believed that I am a fond parent to every child of my fancy, and that no one can ever love that family as dearly as I love them. But, like many fond parents, I have in my heart of hearts a favourite child. And his name is DAVID COPPERFIELD.”

David Copperfield fits the bill for a “best of” contest because it’s all about who’s first, who’s favorite, who’s primary. It’s one of Dickens’s few novels to be narrated entirely in the first person; it’s the only one whose narrator’s initials reverse Charles Dickens’s, and whose plot resembles the story that Dickens told friends about his own family and his own career. (But Dickens takes the novelist’s privilege of improving on the facts, notably by killing off David’s father before the novel opens in order to prevent him from racking up as many debts as Dickens senior did over the course of his inconveniently long life.)

coverThat means that it’s also one of the few Dickens novels dominated by one character’s story and one character’s voice (This stands in contrast to Bleak House, say, which shuttles back and forth between two alternating narrators, one first-person and past-tense, the other third-person and couched in the present). As a result David Copperfield is less structurally complex, but also more concentrated, with an intensity of focus that can sometimes feel claustrophobic or monomaniacal but never loses its grip on a reader’s brain and heart. Its single-mindedness makes it more readable than a novel like Pickwick Papers, where the title character is little more than a human clothesline on which a welter of equally vivid minor characters are hung. Yet at the same time, it’s a novel about how hard it is to be first: Can you come first in your mother’s heart after she marries a wicked stepfather? And can your own second wife come first for you after her predecessor dies?

On David’s birthday, he tells us, “I went into the bar of a public-house, and said to the landlord: ‘What is your best — your very best — ale a glass?’ ‘Twopence-halfpenny,’ says the landlord, ‘is the price of the Genuine Stunning ale.'”  David Copperfield is the genuine stunning: there’s nothing quite like it, in Dickens’s work or out.

covercovercover5. Little Dorrit
Deb Gettelman, Assistant Professor of English, College of the Holy Cross

There’s a different best Dickens novel for every purpose. Even though Dickens’s peculiar characters with their tic phrases sometimes appear interchangeable, his novels as a whole are surprisingly different from each other in their focus of interest, narrative structure, and in some cases, length. The best Dickens novel to read? Bleak House. To teach? Oliver Twist. To boast that I’ve read? Martin Chuzzlewit (really, I have). To understand Dickens’s consciousness as a writer? Little Dorrit.

I’d like to think a writer’s best novel is the one that, if it had never been written, would cause the greatest difference in how much we think we understand about that writer’s overall work. It might be predictable, but for me the later, darker, reflective books often suit this purpose best: Persuasion, Villette, The Wings of the Dove. For Dickens’s readers it is Little Dorrit, his deeply personal novel of middle age that reveals the author’s consciousness as an artist at its most mature, reflective, and darkest stage

Little Dorrit is Dickens’s moodiest novel, and comparatively little happens in it. There are the usual plot complications — and what Dickens called the novel’s “various threads” often seem to hang together by a thread — but at its heart is the stasis of a debtor’s prison, where Amy, or Little Dorrit, has grown up tending to her self-deluding father. The novel’s many psychologically imprisoned characters mostly sit around brooding about their thwarted lives, especially the hero, Arthur Clennam, who is older and more anguished than Dickens’s other heroes and heroines. Elements familiar from Dickens’s other novels — satiric portrayals of bureaucrats and aristocrats, the self-sacrificing young woman, even a murderous Frenchman — seem more sinister in this novel because they are the cause of so much melancholy.

At one point Dickens summarizes Clennam’s thoughts in a way that seems emblematic of the novel: “Little Dorrit, Little Dorrit. Again, for hours. Always Little Dorrit!” As Lionel Trilling observed, Little Dorrit is the most interiorized of Dickens’s novels. Shortly after writing it Dickens made a spectacle of breaking up his family, and characters in the novel torture, contort, misrepresent, and stifle one another’s feelings in spectacularly awful ways. In a game of word association, ‘Dickens’ would readily call to mind words like ‘comedy,’ ‘caricature,’ and ‘satire.’ ‘Little Dorrit’ would yield ‘interiority,’ ‘psychological depth,’ ‘angst,’ and all the inventive strategies Dickens uses to achieve these qualities. It enables us to see the fullest possible psychological and artistic spectrum of his work.

cover6. Our Mutual Friend
Daniel Pollack-Pelzner, Assistant Professor of English, Linfield College

Our Mutual Friend was my Dickens gateway drug. The opening sequence plays like a Scorsese tracking shot on steroids. A body fished out of the Thames becomes gossip at a nouveau riche banquet, from which two lawyers slip out to a dockside police station, where they meet a mysterious man who runs off to take lodgings with a clerk, whose daughter becomes the ward of a dustman, who hires a peg-legged balladeer to read him The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire. And I haven’t even mentioned the taxidermist.

It’s the Facebook fantasy: everyone is connected — though in the darkly satiric world of late Dickens, this is less an accomplishment than an indictment. The surprise comes from how much fun it is to navigate his corrupt social network. Conventional wisdom asks you to choose Dickens savory or sweet: the ineluctable fog of Bleak House or the bibulous conviviality of The Pickwick Papers. Our Mutual Friend, his last completed novel, gives you both an intricate web of plots and a cast of delightfully scurrilous plotters.

Its particular tickle comes from the recognition that everyone’s an impostor, and a gleeful one at that. People who dismiss Dickensian eccentrics as fanciful caricatures miss how much the fancies are the characters’ own insistent projections. As the narrator says of the self-important balladeer: “His gravity was unusual, portentous, and immeasurable, not because he admitted any doubt of himself, but because he perceived it necessary to forestall any doubt of himself in others.” The self we perform is the self we become.

And everyone’s performing in Our Mutual Friend. A lawyer pretends to be a lime merchant for an undercover job in pub, and after the sleuthing concludes, he’s so enamored of the role that he offers the potboy a job in his fictional “lime-kiln.” When the orphan Sloppy reads the newspaper, “he do the police in different voices” — a line that T.S. Eliot pinched as his working title for the The Waste Land.

This literary legacy, along with the novel’s sustained imagery, have led some critics to call it proto-modernist. Dickens shows us as well that the insights we call post-modern (personality as performance, fiction as artifice) have Victorian roots. The creators of The Wire declared their debt to the 19th-century master of serial narration, and it’s no surprise that a season finale of Lost revolved around a copy of Our Mutual Friend. This is the book you want on a desert island.

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, a staff writer for The Millions, writes the Brainiac ideas column for the Boston Globe and blogs about fatherhood and family life at growingsideways.wordpress.com. You can follow him on Twitter at @kshartnett.


  1. For its historical portrayal of a horrific period in time; for its depiction of anger, hatred, hypocrisy, and fear; for its richness of characterization and plot; for its proclamation of truth and inevitability of tragedy…was I wrong in bringing first to mind, my choice of “A Tale Of Two Cities” as Dickens’s best and most memorable novel? I was surprised it was not mentioned…

  2. I’ve read Martin Chuzzlewit twice and enjoyed it immensely both times – I can’t see why it’s apparently one of the leasdt popular novels. The plot is excellent, it’s both hilarious and moving at times, and has one of THE great Dickensian characters in Mr. Pecksniff.

  3. Our Mutual Friend and Bleak House are a tie in my mind.

    Tale of Two Cities is “minor Dickens.”

  4. A Tale of Two Cities may not have been his best, but it was my gateway drug and still my favorite. And contains some of the most memorable lines of all time.

  5. Bleak House is the best because you admire it as you read; you think ‘wow, how clever,’ as the plot expands and then unravels arounds an incredible cast of characters. David Copperfield is the best because it’s impossible not to love David :-)

  6. While my gateway was Great Expectation, I have to put in a vote for Pickwick Papers as the funniest novel I have ever read. Also a Nick Nickleby fan.

  7. I’ve read them all, except Our Mutual Friend, and I would rank them
    1. Bleak House
    2. Great Expectations
    3. Pickwick Papers
    4. David Copperfield
    5. Martin Chuzzlewit
    6. A Tale of Two Cities
    7. Nicholas Nickelby
    8. Hard Times
    9. Little Dorrit
    10. Dombey and Son
    11. Oliver Twist
    12. The Old Curiosity Shop
    13. Barnaby Rudge

  8. Dickens had so many novels and stories that captured your soul. Oliver Twist, showing the struggles of youth and the poor, but able to overcome. Great Expectations, dealing humanity a different fight, joy, and conflict every day, even if imagined as with Miss Haversham. Probably my favorite overall, The Christmas Carol, that shows anyone watching or reading it that we all have a responsibility to mankind and probably a debt to pay to society.

  9. Seems like a good list, though I haven’t read Our Mutual Friend. Much as I love Nicholas Nickelby, Nicholas and Kate are almost nauseatingly virtuous. I have to assume that the commenter who called Tale of Two Cities “minor Dickens” is being tongue in cheek quoting a character in The Squid and the Whale. Not his greatest, but not “minor.”

  10. None of them! Here’s why: his prostitute characters reflect his paternalistic attitude to women and you have to read between the lines of his letters about Urania Cottage to see glimpses of stories he could have told and didn’t.

  11. Whichever one I’m reading at the time! My introduction to him was my mother reading A Christmas Carol to me–I have lines by heart from that one. But I think my favorite is Pickwick Papers. I adore Sam Weller.

  12. Though unfinished (but very intriguing), I really loved The Mistery of Edwin Drood….and the variety of endings written by so many authors. A sign of Dickens’s genius and literary generosity, allowing writers to take advantage of such a valuable first half of the novel.

  13. The Mystery of Edwin Drood would top everyone’s list if the secret were widely known that Dickens was embedding a ‘shadow story’ (telling a second strata of story concerning druidism and nature-righting) in the words of the apparent story of Edwin and Rosa’s engagement. 2. Bleak House 3. Great Expectations 4. David Copperfield 5. Little Dorrit 6. Our Mutual Friend

  14. “Our Mutual Friend was my Dickens gateway drug. The opening sequence plays like a Scorsese tracking shot on steroids.” Anyone looking for a reason to devalue the way the liberal arts are taught in this country need only brood over this ridiculous statement.

  15. The “Best Dickens Novel” is a difficult topic. The commenter whose list excludes “Our Mutual Friend” should read it immediately and then start over, because, if not the greatest expression of his art (I would nominate “Great Expectations” for that), it is his greatest novel. “Bleak House,” “Little Dorrit,” and “David Copperfield” are also up there. I have read, taught, and been inspired by every Dickens novel at multiple times in my life (including basing a mystery series on them), and each time I read them I gain new meaning and depth. Right now I’m basking in the glory of “The Mystery of Edwin Drood,” a book I didn’t read until I was in my thirties, and now it’s among my favorites. But read any of his books and your life will be enriched; you might save such challenges as “Barnaby Rudge” and “The Old Curiosity Shop” until later, but even they have rewards for the patient reader.

  16. I haven’t read Dicken’s works but I am interested to observe his works for my minithesis. So, can you tell me what novels are have the sameness whether the themes or characters or anything. I really thank you if you can help me.

  17. As an introduction to Dickens, I have just completed Bleak House.
    What a wonderful book!
    Many an hour did I spend reading long excerpts to my fiancee.

  18. Even I’m not an expert, for me it’s Bleak House, it let me wanting more, I couldn’t put it down. I’m still looking for a book who can take its place but I found none. I live in Mexico and it’s complicated to find something from Dickens beside Oliver Twist, Great Expectations or Tale of two cities, so when I went to USA and found this I bought it immediately. It didn’t disappoint me, it’s really wonderful, it’s characters and plots make it so easy to read , it amaze me.

  19. Dickens is probably my favorite author and picking out the best is hard to do. The Pickwick Papers is very funny and has so many characters differing in age and station, that it boggles the mind to think it was written by an author in his early 20’s.

    Great Expectations is probably my favorite, and the surprise twist of Pip’s benefactor ( who will remain nameless here ) was what novels are all about. I never saw that surprise coming, but when it came, it didn’t come out of nowhere, and it all made perfect sense.

    The Mystery of Edwin Drood might have been my favorite if Dickens had lived to complete. I read it in denial, knowing it was going to end only half finished, and yet hoping against all hope to see the mystery revealed. Dickens greatly admired Wilkie Collins’ The Woman in White, and here he was about to outdo Collins, no mean achievement considering The Woman in White is one of the greatest mysteries every written.


  20. To me,David Copperfield is Dickens’ best & most ‘dickensian’ novel.

    I have read most of his novels but I first came to love Dickens while reading this veiled autobiography.If someone read Dickens with not a critical eye but a affectionate and understanding mind,David Copperfield will certainly be the best.The book certainly has flaws but it’s impossible not to love David,Agnes,Betsey Trotwood or Traddles(or,hate Murdstone siblings or Heep).

    The book is very long & has many subplots but is far more griping than many other lengthy novels.It is not much sentimental like earlier novels like Oliver Twist,Nicholas Nickleby or The Old Curiosity Shop.On the other hand, it is mostly free from later novels’ bitter sarcasm & melancholic tone.

    Certainly, David Copperfield has most perfect ‘Dickensian’ characteristics.The reader just needs to feel the pulses of the writer while reading.

  21. Great Expectations, but I’m working my way through all his work, so that may change. I have to have Dickins on my bedside table at all times.

  22. Bleak House is so wonderful to read and what full bodied characters Mr. Dickens presents in this story.
    Esther Summerson gives us a higher standard of what can be done with meager beginnings especially in present day society where no standard has become the status quo.
    Shake me up Judy!

  23. After deciding to concentrate my reading on ‘Dickens Only’ for a couple of years, I read most of the novels (Martin Chuzzlewit, Edwin Drood, Our Mutual Friend, Barnaby Rudge still to go). I can’t name the best, only which I loved most. I found Hard Times and Bleak House the most difficult to love, but David Copperfield and Dombey and Son still fight it out in my mind for ‘most loved’. I do think ‘Dombey and Son is a very underrated book. (Such sneaking regard for the sheer joy of The Pickwick Papers)!

  24. Bleak House seems the most highly rated novel here, and I wouldn’t disagree: I think it has its faults – I’ve never found Lady Dedlock a particularly believable character – but it has moments of undeniable power and an overall feeling that this is Dickens at the very top of his game. I would like to put in a claim, though, for the somewhat overlooked early novels, if only for their sheer energy, exuberance and sense of fun. There are not many Victorian writers who have the power still to make us laugh and it’s an amazing achievement that Dickens’s humour seems as fresh today as it must have been to his first readers. Nickleby and Chuzzlewit are both highly entertaining books, once they get past their opening chapters, and I would also give mention to Barnaby Rudge. No-one seems to like it much but it’s a particular favourite of mine and contains, in John Willet the inn keeper, what is surely one of Dickens’s finest and truest characters.

  25. ‘Great Expectations’ is a highly original study of human nature in a way that the rest aren’t. It’s chilling in that pretty well everything Pip wants at his retributive worst seems somehow to come about. That’s serious stuff with worrying implications for us. At the other extreme I agree with Ken above about the sheer energy of the earlier novels. And ‘Pickwick Papers’ is a delight – Dickens at his most Fieldingesque. What a pity, though, that he never read Jane Austen.

  26. Bleak House, absolutely #1. I also have a personal affection for Pickwick Papers because I had the most fun reading it.

  27. I have not read them all, but clearly Bleak House is a great great novel and if the majority here think it the best, who am I to disagree? I am puzzled by the dismissal of Tale of Two Cities which, of all the ones I’ve read, seems to be the most concise and tightly put together. And I admit to have read it eight times since High School and never tire of it.

  28. No question; Dombey and Son is the most underrated, and I’ve read them all. My copy was picked up at a jumble sale. It’s a 1927 edition in poor condition that I had restored and rebound at great expense. You do these things, for things that are precious.

  29. I have read all Dicken’s novels . Funniest , The Pickwick Papers . The most complex and inteĺlectually rewarding , Bleak House . The best written , life affirming and my personal favourite , Great Expectations .

  30. 1. Dombey and Son
    2. Great Expectations
    3. Bleak House
    4. A Tale of Two Cities
    5. Little Dorrit
    6. Hard Times
    7. David Copperfield

    That’s all I’ve read so far but In my humble (ever so humble I am, Mr Copperfield) opinion Dombey is the tops. Incredible imagery and impact and desperately sad. They’re all utterly brilliant though and I can’t wait to read all his works.

  31. I’ve read Dickens for 50 years. My tastes and appreciation changes over the years.

    My personal favourite is Hard Times. Followed closely by Bleak House.

    My definite least favourite is Great Expectations. It was a trial to get through in high school and I gave up on it when I pickd it up a few years later.

    The others? Nearly all a good read although Oliver Twist is hard pressed to judge. We know the plot before reading the novel. Some novels like the Pickwick Papers can be selectively read. David Copperfield?…ok but Dickens Never captured the adventurous spirit of a
    Robert Louis Stevenson.

  32. I love David Copperfield so, so much. It’s like the greatest soap opera of all time. I’ve read Great Expectations, Bleak House, and Oliver Twist, and I enjoyed all of those. But none came close to the sublime experience I had reading David Copperfield. I never thought a book could transport me to another place and time like The Hobbit did for me when I read it at age 14 on the banks of the Columbia River, until I read a great hardback pring of David Copperfield at age 22 in the lonely confines of a cheap studio apartment by the light of an oil lamp. I’ve read a lot of classic literature, and am a particular fan of Steinbeck and Orwell, but this one novel by Charles Dickens shall always be the #1 reading experience of my life.

  33. I’m coming to the end of Oliver Twist, which is the most suspenseful Dickens novel I’ve read. The crooks are about the evilest, and it’s also laugh-out-loud funny. Loved David Copperfield, really liked Bleak House, and am hoping to finish Our Mutual Friend next, which it’s taken me years to get through (though I like it a lot). Little Dorrit & Dombey & Son are on my bucket list, too.

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