Now, I return to this young fellow. And the communication I have got to make is, that he has great expectations.
Charles DickensSpite is a little word, but it represents as strange a jumble of feelings and compound of discords, as any polysyllable in the language.
Charles DickensWe all have some experience of a feeling, that comes over us occasionally, of what we are saying and doing having been said and done before, in a remote time - of our having been surrounded, dim ages ago, by the same faces, objects, and circumstances.
Charles DickensShe was more than human to me. She was a Fairy, a Sylph. I don't know what she was, anything that no one ever saw, and everything that everybody ever wanted. I was swallowed up in an abyss of love in an instant. There was no pausing on the brink, no looking down, or looking back. I was gone, headlong, before I had sense to say a word to her.
Charles Dickens