I am ruminating,” said Mr. Pickwick, “on the strange mutability…

I am ruminating,” said Mr. Pickwick, “on the strange mutability of human affairs.” “Ah! I see — in at the palace door one day, out at the window the next. Philosopher, Sir?” “An observer of human nature, Sir,” said Mr. Pickwick. “Ah, so am I. Most people are when they’ve little to do and less to get.

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We still leave unblotted in the leaves of our statute book, for the reverence and admiration of successive ages, the just and wholesome law which declares that the sturdy felon shall be fed and clothed, and that the penniless debtor shall be left to die of starvation and nakedness. This is no fiction. - View Quote Details on We still leave unblotted in the leaves of our statute…
Whenever the Buffs and Blues met together at public meeting… disputes and high words arose between them… Everything in Eatanswill was made a party question. If the Buffs proposed to new skylight the market-place, the Blues got up public meetings, and denounced the proceeding; if the Blues proposed the erection of an additional pump in the High Street, the Buffs rose as one man and stood aghast at the enormity. - View Quote Details on Whenever the Buffs and Blues met together at public meeting…
It wasn’t the wine,” murmured Mr. Snodgrass, in a broken voice. “It was the salmon. - View Quote Details on It wasn’t the wine,” murmured Mr. Snodgrass, in a broken…
It’s a wery remarkable circumstance, sir”, said Sam, “that poverty and oysters seems to go together. - View Quote Details on It’s a wery remarkable circumstance, sir”, said Sam, “that poverty…
By the by, who ever knew a man who never read or wrote neither who hadn’t got some small back parlour which he would call a study! - View Quote Details on By the by, who ever knew a man who never…
They don’t mind it; it’s a regular holiday to them — all porter and skittles. - View Quote Details on They don’t mind it; it’s a regular holiday to them…
Think, Sir!” replied Mr. Weller; “why, I think he’s the wictim o’ connubiality, as Blue Beard’s domestic chaplain said, vith a tear of pity, ven he buried him. - View Quote Details on Think, Sir!” replied Mr. Weller; “why, I think he’s the…
Keep yourself to yourself. - View Quote Details on Keep yourself to yourself.
Anythin’ for a quiet life, as the man said wen he took the sitivation at the lighthouse. - View Quote Details on Anythin’ for a quiet life, as the man said wen…
Tongue —, well that’s a wery good thing when it ain’t a woman’s. - View Quote Details on Tongue —, well that’s a wery good thing when it…