Charles Dickens ( 10 of 80 )
Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it, poor creatures read more
Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it, poor creatures that we are!
He had used the work in its Pickwickian sense . . . he had merely
considered him a humbug read more
He had used the work in its Pickwickian sense . . . he had merely
considered him a humbug in a Pickwickian point of view.
Some credit in being jolly.
Some credit in being jolly.
It's my girl that advises. She has the head. But I never own to
it before her. Discipline must read more
It's my girl that advises. She has the head. But I never own to
it before her. Discipline must be maintained.
There is a wisdom of the head, and... a wisdom of the heart.
There is a wisdom of the head, and... a wisdom of the heart.
If there were no bad people there would be no good lawyers.
If there were no bad people there would be no good lawyers.
Which fiddle-strings is weakness to expredge my nerves this night!
Which fiddle-strings is weakness to expredge my nerves this night!
When found, make a note of.
When found, make a note of.
Hallo! A great deal of steam! the pudding was out of the
copper. A smell like a washing-day! That read more
Hallo! A great deal of steam! the pudding was out of the
copper. A smell like a washing-day! That was the cloth. A
smell like an eating-house and a pastrycook's next door to each
other, with a laundress's next door to that. That was the
pudding.
I never will desert Mr. Micawber.
I never will desert Mr. Micawber.
