Maxioms by Charles Dickens
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of Earth, read more
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of Earth, overlaying our hard hearts.
"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass in a broken voice,
"it was the salmon."
"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass in a broken voice,
"it was the salmon."
The wind's in the east. . . . I am always conscious of an
uncomfortable sensation now and then read more
The wind's in the east. . . . I am always conscious of an
uncomfortable sensation now and then when the wind is blowing in
the east.
The dodgerest of all the dodgers.
The dodgerest of all the dodgers.
Some credit in being jolly.
Some credit in being jolly.
