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Charles Dickens

  • Bardolatorhar citeretsidste år
    Home had never been a very pleasant place to me,
  • Ekaterina Golikovahar citeretsidste år
    It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wis- dom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities in- sisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
  • Alinehar citeretsidste år
    It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wis- dom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities in- sisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
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    Old Marley was as dead as a doornail.
  • b3356210464har citeretfor 2 år siden
    No beggars implored him to bestow a trifle,
  • b3356210464har citeretfor 2 år siden
    To see the dingy cloud come drooping down, obscuring everything,
  • b6352580786har citeretsidste år
    How can I say, when I never knew?
  • Sumbal Khanhar citeretsidste år
    The car­rier’s horse was the lazi­est horse in the world,
  • b5502215631har citeretsidste år
    The persons on whom I have bestowed my dearest love, lie deep in their graves; but, although the happiness and delight of my life lie buried there too, I have not made a coffin of my heart, and sealed it up, forever, on my best affections. Deep affliction has but strengthened and refined them.'
  • b9620726955har citeretfor 2 år siden
    Such was the individual on whom Mr. Pickwick gazed through his spectacles (which he had fortunately recovered), and to whom he proceeded, when his friends had exhausted themselves, to return in chosen terms his warmest thanks for his recent assistance.
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