There's no shortage of orphans in 19th-century literature, but it's hard to find a single happy, communicative, functional parental relationship in the whole of 'Great Expectations,' even among the minor characters.

The future rose up ahead of her, a succession of empty days, each more daunting and unknowable than the one before her.

So must people hate their jobs.That's why they're called it jobs

[He] didn’t like to think of himself as vain, but there were definitely times when he wished there was someone on hand to take his photograph.

Time to tidy up your life. Time to start again.

So - whatever happened to you?' 'Life. Life happened.

She was reaching the limits of how much its possible to change a man