No one who can read, ever looks at a book, even unopened on a shelf, like one who cannot.
Charles DickensAnd this is the eternal law. For, Evil often stops short at istelf and dies with the doer of it! but Good, never.
Charles DickensThe water of the fountain ran, the swift river ran, the day ran into evening, so much life in the city ran into death according to rule, time and tide waited for no man, the rats were sleeping close together in their dark holes again, the Fancy Ball was lighted up at supper, all things ran their course.
Charles Dickens