Tag: charles_dickens

Listen to what is to follow. In the meanwhile, be silent!
I want no more words.
Come into the dark room here, and let us have one final word alone.
You told me you had a proposal; what is it?
I have thoroughly made up my mind about it.
You have a face to be remembered, and I remember faces well.
Go your ways as soon as possible, and let me go mine. I am busy. I am an official.
Tell me how and why am I again a prisoner?
What a disordered state you are in!
And all of us have like wonders hidden in our breasts, only needing circumstances to evoke them.
There were hurried words of farewell and kindness.
Men and women danced together, women danced together, men danced together.
They danced to the popular Revolution song.
There was no other music than their own singing.
Ah! But it’s not my business.
It was the dark and dirty corner of a small winding street.
She did not greatly alter in appearance.
We have borne this a long time.
I have seen them. We may go.
I have seen you somewhere.