‘Good God!’ cried Mr. Pocket, in an outburst of desolate desperation. ‘Are infants to be nutcracked into their tombs, and is nobody to save them?’
Mr. Pocket. Great Expectations
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Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Nutcracker Sweet
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Charles Dickens,
Great Expectations
Friday, July 08, 2005
Coward- what a descriptive word.
In a word, I was too cowardly to do what I knew to be right, as I had been too cowardly to avoid doing what I knew to be wrong.
Pip in Great Expectations
It still amazes me that a writer from 145 years ago could describe my life so well; I get the same feeling when I read Dostoyevsky.
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Charles Dickens,
Great Expectations
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