Charles Dickens

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was read more

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness . . . it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair . . . in short, the period was so far like the present period . . . .

Secret, and self-contained, and solitary as an oyster.

Secret, and self-contained, and solitary as an oyster.

This is a world of action, and not for moping and droning in.

This is a world of action, and not for moping and droning in.

A man who could build a church, as one may say, by squinting at a
sheet of paper.

A man who could build a church, as one may say, by squinting at a
sheet of paper.

It's a wery remarkable circumstance, sir," said Sam, "that
poverty and oysters always seem to go together."

It's a wery remarkable circumstance, sir," said Sam, "that
poverty and oysters always seem to go together."