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  "schemaVersion": 1,
  "slug": "bleak-house-pg1023",
  "title": "Bleak House",
  "quotes": [
    {
      "text": "The\nfashionable intelligence says so for the comfort of the Parisians,\nand it knows all fashionable things. To know things otherwise were to\nbe unfashionable."
    },
    {
      "text": "An exhausted composure, a worn-out placidity, an equanimity of\nfatigue not to be ruffled by interest or satisfaction, are the\ntrophies of her victory."
    },
    {
      "text": "Your mother, Esther, is your disgrace, and you were hers."
    },
    {
      "text": "You\nare different from other children, Esther, because you were not born,\nlike them, in common sinfulness and wrath. You are set apart."
    },
    {
      "text": "Submission, self-denial, diligent work,\nare the preparations for a life begun with such a shadow on it."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is your misfortune!"
    },
    {
      "text": "Nothing could be more precise, exact, and orderly than\nGreenleaf."
    },
    {
      "text": "As I began to know more, I taught more,\nand so in course of time I had plenty to do, which I was very fond of\ndoing because it made the dear girls fond of me."
    },
    {
      "text": "I often thought of the resolution I had made on my\nbirthday to try to be industrious, contented, and true-hearted and to\ndo some good to some one and win some love if I could; and indeed,\nindeed, I felt almost ashamed to have done so little and have won so\nmuch."
    },
    {
      "text": "But of course I soon considered that I must not take tears where I\nwas going after all that had been done for me."
    },
    {
      "text": "He appeared to enjoy beyond everything the sound of his own voice."
    },
    {
      "text": "the home of such a beautiful young\ncreature should be represented by that dry, official place. The Lord\nHigh Chancellor, at his best, appeared so poor a substitute for the\nlove and pride of parents."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is a good omen for youth, and hope, and beauty\nwhen they find themselves in this place, and don’t know what’s to\ncome of it."
    },
    {
      "text": "I had youth\nand hope. I believe, beauty. It matters very little now. Neither of\nthe three served or saved me."
    },
    {
      "text": "She was a pretty, very diminutive, plump woman of\nfrom forty to fifty, with handsome eyes, though they had a curious\nhabit of seeming to look a long way off. As if—I am quoting Richard\nagain—they could see nothing nearer than Africa!"
    },
    {
      "text": "The room, which was strewn with papers and nearly filled by a great\nwriting-table covered with similar litter, was, I must say, not only\nvery untidy but very dirty."
    },
    {
      "text": "She was full of business and\nundoubtedly was, as she had told us, devoted to the cause."
    },
    {
      "text": "Everything\nseemed to be bought and nothing to be sold there."
    },
    {
      "text": "The purblind day was feebly struggling with the fog when I opened my\neyes to encounter those of a dirty-faced little spectre fixed upon\nme."
    },
    {
      "text": "All this wasteful,\nwanton chess-playing IS very strange. To see that composed court\nyesterday jogging on so serenely and to think of the wretchedness of\nthe pieces on the board gave me the headache and the heartache both\ntogether."
    },
    {
      "text": "They die in prison, though. Their lives, poor silly things, are so\nshort in comparison with Chancery proceedings that, one by one, the\nwhole collection has died over and over again."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have a presentiment that he\nWILL mention it the first thing this morning."
    },
    {
      "text": "We both grub on in a muddle."
    },
    {
      "text": "I may have been born to be a\nbenefactor to you by sometimes giving you an opportunity of assisting\nme in my little perplexities."
    },
    {
      "text": "He is a child, you know!"
    },
    {
      "text": "I don’t regret it therefore."
    },
    {
      "text": "My steward’s name, in short, is Jarndyce, and he can’t cheat me."
    },
    {
      "text": "Give him the papers, conversation, music,\nmutton, coffee, landscape, fruit in the season, a few sheets of\nBristol-board, and a little claret, and he asked no more."
    },
    {
      "text": "She is the child of the universe."
    },
    {
      "text": "It should be\nstrewn with roses; it should lie through bowers, where there was no\nspring, autumn, nor winter, but perpetual summer."
    },
    {
      "text": "The base word money should never be breathed\nnear it!"
    },
    {
      "text": "He had\nentirely washed his hands of the difficulty, and it had become ours."
    },
    {
      "text": "we can separate the individual from\nthe pursuit."
    },
    {
      "text": "The butterflies are free. Mankind will surely not deny to Harold\nSkimpole what it concedes to the butterflies!"
    },
    {
      "text": "He was born\nin the same scrape. I verily believe that the announcement in the\nnewspapers when his mother was confined was ‘On Tuesday last, at her\nresidence in Botheration Buildings, Mrs. Skimpole of a son in\ndifficulties.’"
    },
    {
      "text": "You can’t make HIM responsible. The idea of Harold Skimpole with\ndesigns or plans, or knowledge of consequences!"
    },
    {
      "text": "The weather is so very bad down in Lincolnshire\nthat the liveliest imagination can scarcely apprehend its ever being\nfine again."
    },
    {
      "text": "The whole seemingly monotonous and uncompanionable half-dozen,\nstabled together, may pass the long wet hours when the door is shut\nin livelier communication than is held in the servants’ hall or at\nthe Dedlock Arms,"
    },
    {
      "text": "All things have an end, even houses that people take infinite pains\nto see and are tired of before they begin to see them."
    },
    {
      "text": "She had been a lady of a handsome figure and a noble carriage. She\nnever complained of the change; she never spoke to any one of being\ncrippled or of being in pain, but day by day she tried to walk upon\nthe terrace, and with the help of the stone balustrade, went up and\ndown, up and down, up and down, in sun and shadow, with greater\ndifficulty every day."
    },
    {
      "text": "I will die here\nwhere I have walked. And I will walk here, though I am in my grave. I\nwill walk here until the pride of this house is humbled. And when\ncalamity or when disgrace is coming to it, let the Dedlocks listen\nfor my step!"
    },
    {
      "text": "so\nsure as there is sickness or death in the family, it will be heard\nthen."
    },
    {
      "text": "As the prospect gradually revealed itself and disclosed the\nscene over which the wind had wandered in the dark, like my memory\nover my life, I had a pleasure in discovering the unknown objects\nthat had been around me in my sleep."
    },
    {
      "text": "It’s about nothing but\ncosts now. We are always appearing, and disappearing, and swearing,\nand interrogating, and filing, and cross-filing, and arguing, and\nsealing, and motioning, and referring, and reporting, and revolving\nabout the Lord Chancellor and all his satellites, and equitably\nwaltzing ourselves off to dusty death, about costs."
    },
    {
      "text": "Equity sends questions to law,\nlaw sends questions back to equity; law finds it can’t do this,\nequity finds it can’t do that; neither can so much as say it can’t do\nanything, without this solicitor instructing and this counsel\nappearing for A, and that solicitor instructing and that counsel\nappearing for B;"
    },
    {
      "text": "All the rest, by some extraordinary means, has melted\naway."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is a street of perishing blind houses,\nwith their eyes stoned out, without a pane of glass, without so much\nas a window-frame, with the bare blank shutters tumbling from their\nhinges and falling asunder, the iron rails peeling away in flakes of\nrust, the chimneys sinking in, the stone steps to every door (and\nevery door might be death’s door) turning stagnant green, the very\ncrutches on which the ruins are propped decaying."
    },
    {
      "text": "These are the Great Seal’s impressions, my dear, all\nover England—the children know them!"
    },
    {
      "text": "It’s the only name I know for the\nthing. He is a ward in Chancery, my dear. Kenge and Carboy will have\nsomething to say about it; Master Somebody—a sort of ridiculous\nsexton, digging graves for the merits of causes in a back room at the\nend of Quality Court, Chancery Lane—will have something to say about\nit; counsel will have something to say about it; the Chancellor will\nhave something to say about it; the satellites will have something to\nsay about it; they will all have to be handsomely fee’d, all round,\nabout it; the whole thing will be vastly ceremonious, wordy,\nunsatisfactory, and expensive, and I call it, in general,\nWiglomeration."
    },
    {
      "text": "They threw themselves into committees in the most\nimpassioned manner and collected subscriptions with a vehemence quite\nextraordinary. It appeared to us that some of them must pass their\nwhole lives in dealing out subscription-cards to the whole\npost-office directory—shilling cards, half-crown cards,\nhalf-sovereign cards, penny cards."
    },
    {
      "text": "They wanted everything. They\nwanted wearing apparel, they wanted linen rags, they wanted money,\nthey wanted coals, they wanted soup, they wanted interest, they\nwanted autographs, they wanted flannel, they wanted whatever Mr.\nJarndyce had—or had not."
    },
    {
      "text": "They were going to raise new buildings, they were going to\npay off debts on old buildings, they were going to establish in a\npicturesque building (engraving of proposed west elevation attached)\nthe Sisterhood of Mediaeval Marys, they were going to give a\ntestimonial to Mrs. Jellyby, they were going to have their\nsecretary’s portrait painted and presented to his mother-in-law,\nwhose deep devotion to him was well known, they were going to get up\neverything, I really believe, from five hundred thousand tracts to an\nannuity and from a marble monument to a silver tea-pot."
    },
    {
      "text": "They\nseemed to our poor wits, and according to their own accounts, to be\nconstantly polling people by tens of thousands, yet never bringing\ntheir candidates in for anything."
    },
    {
      "text": "It has been noticed. It has been observed that\nher young family are excluded from participation in the objects to\nwhich she is devoted. She may be right, she may be wrong; but, right\nor wrong, this is not my course with MY young family. I take them\neverywhere."
    },
    {
      "text": "My young family are not\nfrivolous; they expend the entire amount of their allowance in\nsubscriptions, under my direction; and they have attended as many\npublic meetings and listened to as many lectures, orations, and\ndiscussions as generally fall to the lot of few grown people."
    },
    {
      "text": "I am aware that it is so prominent as to be discoverable\nimmediately. I lay myself open to detection, I know."
    },
    {
      "text": "I love hard work; I enjoy hard work.\nThe excitement does me good. I am so accustomed and inured to hard\nwork that I don’t know what fatigue is."
    },
    {
      "text": "I do not understand what it is to be tired; you cannot tire me if\nyou try!"
    },
    {
      "text": "I hope any one who may read what I write will understand that\nif these pages contain a great deal about me, I can only suppose it\nmust be because I have really something to do with them and can’t be\nkept out."
    },
    {
      "text": "I could not say so, of course, or\nshow that I knew anything about it. On the contrary, I was so demure\nand used to seem so unconscious that sometimes I considered within\nmyself while I was sitting at work whether I was not growing quite\ndeceitful."
    },
    {
      "text": "the innocent manner in which they\nrelied more and more upon me as they took more and more to one\nanother was so charming that I had great difficulty in not showing\nhow it interested me."
    },
    {
      "text": "I only wish I had the command of a\nclipping privateer to begin with and could carry off the Chancellor\nand keep him on short allowance until he gave judgment in our cause."
    },
    {
      "text": "What the poor are to the poor\nis little known, excepting to themselves and God."
    },
    {
      "text": "The sound of the\nfamiliar voice seemed to calm her again. She was quiet once more."
    },
    {
      "text": "a penny\nsaved is a penny got!"
    },
    {
      "text": "He has never since been what he might have been"
    },
    {
      "text": "He\nis always in extremes, perpetually in the superlative degree."
    },
    {
      "text": "Talking, laughing, or snoring, they make the beams of the\nhouse shake."
    },
    {
      "text": "To hear him say all this with unimaginable energy, one might have\nthought him the angriest of mankind. To see him at the very same\ntime, looking at the bird now perched upon his thumb and softly\nsmoothing its feathers with his forefinger, one might have thought\nhim the gentlest."
    },
    {
      "text": "I would have had that fellow shot\nwithout the least remorse!"
    },
    {
      "text": "The soul recoils\nfrom food at such a moment, miss."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have\nwalked up and down of an evening opposite Jellyby’s house only to\nlook upon the bricks that once contained thee."
    },
    {
      "text": "He is a mild, bald, timid man with a shining\nhead and a scrubby clump of black hair sticking out at the back."
    },
    {
      "text": "Mr. Snagsby refers everything not in the practical mysteries of the\nbusiness to Mrs. Snagsby."
    },
    {
      "text": "He is a great reservoir of confidences, not to be so tapped."
    },
    {
      "text": "Nemo is Latin for no one."
    },
    {
      "text": "He has purchased\nopium of me for the last year and a half. Was anybody present related\nto him?"
    },
    {
      "text": "As easily might\nthe tone of a delicate musical instrument be inferred from its case,\nas the tone of Mr. Tulkinghorn from his case."
    },
    {
      "text": "The general feeling seems to be that it’s a blessing Mr.\nKrook warn’t made away with first, mingled with a little natural\ndisappointment that he was not."
    },
    {
      "text": "And all that night the coffin stands ready by the old portmanteau;\nand the lonely figure on the bed, whose path in life has lain through\nfive and forty years, lies there with no more track behind him that\nany one can trace than a deserted infant."
    },
    {
      "text": "The smell of sawdust, beer,\ntobacco-smoke, and spirits is inseparable in his vocation from death\nin its most awful shapes."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is anything but a night of rest at Mr. Snagsby’s, in Cook’s Court,\nwhere Guster murders sleep by going, as Mr. Snagsby himself\nallows—not to put too fine a point upon it—out of one fit into\ntwenty."
    },
    {
      "text": "with every villainy\nof life in action close on death, and every poisonous element of\ndeath in action close on life—here they lower our dear brother down\na foot or two, here sow him in corruption, to be raised in\ncorruption:"
    },
    {
      "text": "She cannot, therefore, go too fast from Paris. Weariness of soul lies\nbefore her, as it lies behind—her Ariel has put a girdle of it round\nthe whole earth, and it cannot be unclasped—but the imperfect remedy\nis always to fly from the last place where it has been experienced."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is a considerable advantage to a man to have so\ninexhaustible a subject."
    },
    {
      "text": "The sea has no appreciation of great men, but knocks them about like\nthe small fry."
    },
    {
      "text": "There is something indefinably\nkeen and wan about her anatomy, and she has a watchful way of looking\nout of the corners of her eyes without turning her head which could\nbe pleasantly dispensed with, especially when she is in an ill humour\nand near knives."
    },
    {
      "text": "Through all the good taste of her dress and little\nadornments, these objections so express themselves that she seems to\ngo about like a very neat she-wolf imperfectly tamed."
    },
    {
      "text": "There ARE at Chesney Wold this\nJanuary week some ladies and gentlemen of the newest fashion, who\nhave set up a dandyism—in religion, for instance."
    },
    {
      "text": "Who would make the vulgar very picturesque and faithful by\nputting back the hands upon the clock of time and cancelling a few\nhundred years of history."
    },
    {
      "text": "Who\nare to rejoice at nothing and be sorry for nothing. Who are not to be\ndisturbed by ideas."
    },
    {
      "text": "On whom even the fine arts, attending in powder\nand walking backward like the Lord Chamberlain, must array themselves\nin the milliners’ and tailors’ patterns of past generations and be\nparticularly careful not to be in earnest or to receive any impress\nfrom the moving age."
    },
    {
      "text": "Whether his whole soul is devoted to the great\nor whether he yields them nothing beyond the services he sells is his\npersonal secret. He keeps it, as he keeps the secrets of his clients;\nhe is his own client in that matter, and will never betray himself."
    },
    {
      "text": "They\nappear to take as little note of one another as any two people\nenclosed within the same walls could. But whether each evermore\nwatches and suspects the other, evermore mistrustful of some great\nreservation; whether each is evermore prepared at all points for the\nother, and never to be taken unawares; what each would give to know\nhow much the other knows—all this is hidden, for the time, in their\nown hearts."
    },
    {
      "text": "A People there are, no\ndoubt—a certain large number of supernumeraries, who are to be\noccasionally addressed, and relied upon for shouts and choruses, as\non the theatrical stage; but Boodle and Buffy, their followers and\nfamilies, their heirs, executors, administrators, and assigns, are\nthe born first-actors, managers, and leaders, and no others can\nappear upon the scene for ever and ever."
    },
    {
      "text": "Constancy in love is a\ngood thing, but it means nothing, and is nothing, without constancy\nin every kind of effort."
    },
    {
      "text": "If you entertain the supposition\nthat any real success, in great things or in small, ever was or could\nbe, ever will or can be, wrested from Fortune by fits and starts,\nleave that wrong idea here or leave your cousin Ada here."
    },
    {
      "text": "Trust in nothing but in Providence and your own efforts. Never\nseparate the two,"
    },
    {
      "text": "I\nhave said nothing to Ada, Esther. She has her friend and counsellor\nalways near."
    },
    {
      "text": "But we must take care, too, that our little\nwoman’s life is not all consumed in care for others."
    },
    {
      "text": "I am engaged to Mr. Turveydrop.\nThere are two Mr. Turveydrops, father and son. My Mr. Turveydrop is\nthe son, of course."
    },
    {
      "text": "Young Mr. Turveydrop’s name is Prince; I wish it wasn’t, because it\nsounds like a dog, but of course he didn’t christen himself."
    },
    {
      "text": "The burnt child, sir! What,\nyou’re looking at my lodger’s birds, Mr. Jarndyce?"
    },
    {
      "text": "I don’t know what I may\nhave lost by not being learned afore. I wouldn’t like to lose\nanything by being learned wrong now."
    },
    {
      "text": "If he had had those bits of metal or thin paper to which mankind\nattached so much importance to put in the doctor’s hand, he would\nhave put them in the doctor’s hand. Not having them, he substituted\nthe will for the deed."
    },
    {
      "text": "It seems so reasonable! My\nbutcher says to me he wants that little bill. It’s a part of the\npleasant unconscious poetry of the man’s nature that he always calls\nit a ‘little’ bill—to make the payment appear easy to both of us."
    },
    {
      "text": "You couldn’t really mean the lamb without sending it in,\nwhereas I can, and do, really mean the money without paying it!"
    },
    {
      "text": "If we make such men necessary\nby our faults and follies, or by our want of worldly knowledge, or by\nour misfortunes, we must not revenge ourselves upon them."
    },
    {
      "text": "The three children close together, and two\nof them relying solely on the third, and the third so young and yet\nwith an air of age and steadiness that sat so strangely on the\nchildish figure."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is only by resenting them, and by revenging\nthem in my mind, and by angrily demanding the justice I never get,\nthat I am able to keep my wits together."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have been dragged for five and twenty years over\nburning iron, and I have lost the habit of treading upon velvet."
    },
    {
      "text": "A person is never known till a person is\nproved."
    },
    {
      "text": "The\nsystem! I am told on all hands, it’s the system. I mustn’t look to\nindividuals. It’s the system. I mustn’t go into court and say, ‘My\nLord, I beg to know this from you—is this right or wrong? Have you\nthe face to tell me I have received justice and therefore am\ndismissed?’ My Lord knows nothing of it. He sits there to administer\nthe system."
    },
    {
      "text": "I would die there, saying, ‘You have brought me here and\nsent me from here many and many a time. Now send me out feet\nforemost!’"
    },
    {
      "text": "he could easily imagine that there Gridley was, years\nago, wandering about in life for something to expend his superfluous\ncombativeness upon—a sort of Young Love among the thorns—when the\nCourt of Chancery came in his way and accommodated him with the exact\nthing he wanted."
    },
    {
      "text": "Jo lives—that is to say, Jo has not yet died—in a ruinous place\nknown to the like of him by the name of Tom-all-Alone’s. It is a\nblack, dilapidated street, avoided by all decent people, where the\ncrazy houses were seized upon, when their decay was far advanced, by\nsome bold vagrants who after establishing their own possession took\nto letting them out in lodgings."
    },
    {
      "text": "As on the ruined human wretch\nvermin parasites appear, so these ruined shelters have bred a crowd\nof foul existence that crawls in and out of gaps in walls and boards;\nand coils itself to sleep, in maggot numbers, where the rain drips\nin; and comes and goes, fetching and carrying fever and sowing more\nevil in its every footprint than Lord Coodle, and Sir Thomas Doodle,\nand the Duke of Foodle, and all the fine gentlemen in office, down to\nZoodle, shall set right in five hundred years—though born expressly\nto do it."
    },
    {
      "text": "This desirable property is in Chancery, of course. It would be an\ninsult to the discernment of any man with half an eye to tell him so."
    },
    {
      "text": "They\nwere good qualities, without which no high place can be meritoriously\nwon, but like fire and water, though excellent servants, they were\nvery bad masters."
    },
    {
      "text": "If they had been under Richard’s direction, they\nwould have been his friends; but Richard being under their direction,\nthey became his enemies."
    },
    {
      "text": "it’ll do as well as anything else!"
    },
    {
      "text": "Young men like Mr.\nAllan Woodcourt who take it from a strong interest in all that it can\ndo will find some reward in it through a great deal of work for a\nvery little money and through years of considerable endurance and\ndisappointment."
    },
    {
      "text": "the professor\nreplied that he knew of no building save the Temple of Science."
    },
    {
      "text": "It\nis perhaps my duty to impart to you the little I know."
    },
    {
      "text": "I think the worse of him? Not\nI, my loving cousin! And not you, I swear!"
    },
    {
      "text": "He has\ntime before him, and the race to run."
    },
    {
      "text": "I was thinking—that is, I have\nbeen thinking since I have been sitting here—that you ought to know\nof your own history all I know."
    },
    {
      "text": "they were monotonous ideas, they had no variety of\nexpression, they looked you out of countenance, and you looked them\nout of countenance."
    },
    {
      "text": "I never know anything about\nmoney."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have sworn\nnever to set foot of mine, or horse’s foot of mine, pending the\npresent relations between us, while I breathe the breath of life!"
    },
    {
      "text": "He carries himself like an\neight-day clock at all times, like one of a race of eight-day clocks\nin gorgeous cases that never go and never went"
    },
    {
      "text": "I take it that everybody’s business in the social\nsystem is to be agreeable."
    },
    {
      "text": "I don’t know what it is you call by that\nname, or where it is, or who possesses it."
    },
    {
      "text": "I lie in a shady place like this and\nthink of adventurous spirits going to the North Pole or penetrating\nto the heart of the Torrid Zone with admiration."
    },
    {
      "text": "Take an extreme case. Take the case of the slaves on\nAmerican plantations. I dare say they are worked hard, I dare say\nthey don’t altogether like it. I dare say theirs is an unpleasant\nexperience on the whole; but they people the landscape for me, they\ngive it a poetry for me, and perhaps that is one of the pleasanter\nobjects of their existence."
    },
    {
      "text": "I suppose there is nothing pride can so little bear with as pride\nitself, and that she was punished for her imperious manner."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is the long vacation in the regions of Chancery Lane. The good\nships Law and Equity, those teak-built, copper-bottomed,\niron-fastened, brazen-faced, and not by any means fast-sailing\nclippers are laid up in ordinary."
    },
    {
      "text": "The bar of England is scattered over the face of the earth. How\nEngland can get on through four long summer months without its\nbar—which is its acknowledged refuge in adversity and its only\nlegitimate triumph in prosperity—is beside the question; assuredly\nthat shield and buckler of Britannia are not in present wear."
    },
    {
      "text": "There is only one judge in town. Even he only comes twice a week to\nsit in chambers. If the country folks of those assize towns on his\ncircuit could see him now! No full-bottomed wig, no red petticoats,\nno fur, no javelin-men, no white wands. Merely a close-shaved\ngentleman in white trousers and a white hat, with sea-bronze on the\njudicial countenance, and a strip of bark peeled by the solar rays\nfrom the judicial nose, who calls in at the shell-fish shop as he\ncomes along and drinks iced ginger-beer!"
    },
    {
      "text": "My friends, why do I wish for peace? What is peace? Is\nit war? No. Is it strife? No. Is it lovely, and gentle, and\nbeautiful, and pleasant, and serene, and joyful? Oh, yes! Therefore,\nmy friends, I wish for peace, upon you and upon yours."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is Mr.\nChadband’s habit—it is the head and front of his pretensions\nindeed—to keep this sort of debtor and creditor account in the\nsmallest items and to post it publicly on the most trivial occasions."
    },
    {
      "text": "Because you are in a\nstate of darkness, because you are in a state of obscurity, because\nyou are in a state of sinfulness, because you are in a state of\nbondage."
    },
    {
      "text": "it is right that\nI should be humbled, it is right that I should be tried, it is right\nthat I should be mortified, it is right that I should be corrected."
    },
    {
      "text": "You are by no means to move off, Jo, for the great lights can’t at\nall agree about that. Move on!"
    },
    {
      "text": "The long vacation saunters on towards term-time like an idle river\nvery leisurely strolling down a flat country to the sea."
    },
    {
      "text": "He finds that nothing agrees\nwith him so well as to make little gyrations on one leg of his stool,\nand stab his desk, and gape."
    },
    {
      "text": "He is a town-made\narticle, of small stature and weazen features, but may be perceived\nfrom a considerable distance by means of his very tall hat."
    },
    {
      "text": "To become\na Guppy is the object of his ambition. He dresses at that gentleman\n(by whom he is patronized), talks at him, walks at him, founds\nhimself entirely on him."
    },
    {
      "text": "there ARE chords in the human mind"
    },
    {
      "text": "Ill fo manger, you know"
    },
    {
      "text": "I trusted to things coming round"
    },
    {
      "text": "He has an old, old eye, has Smallweed; and he\ndrinks and smokes in a monkeyish way"
    },
    {
      "text": "It’s the fashionable way; and fashion and whiskers have\nbeen my weaknesses"
    },
    {
      "text": "he is reported to be immensely rich; and whether he is a\nsmuggler, or a receiver, or an unlicensed pawnbroker, or a\nmoney-lender—all of which I have thought likely at different\ntimes"
    },
    {
      "text": "he never gets\nbeyond a certain point of either drunkenness or sobriety"
    },
    {
      "text": "Everything that Mr. Smallweed’s grandfather ever put away in\nhis mind was a grub at first, and is a grub at last. In all his life\nhe has never bred a single butterfly."
    },
    {
      "text": "The name of this old pagan’s\ngod was Compound Interest. He lived for it, married it, died of it."
    },
    {
      "text": "the house of Smallweed, always early to go out and late\nto marry, has strengthened itself in its practical character, has\ndiscarded all amusements, discountenanced all story-books,\nfairy-tales, fictions, and fables, and banished all levities\nwhatsoever."
    },
    {
      "text": "He is a swarthy brown man of fifty, well made, and good looking, with\ncrisp dark hair, bright eyes, and a broad chest. His sinewy and\npowerful hands, as sunburnt as his face, have evidently been used to\na pretty rough life."
    },
    {
      "text": "As he sits in the\nmiddle of the grim parlour, leaning a little forward, with his hands\nupon his thighs and his elbows squared, he looks as though, if he\nremained there long, he would absorb into himself the whole family\nand the whole four-roomed house, extra little back-kitchen and all."
    },
    {
      "text": "It don’t pay. Stuff. Idleness.\nFolly."
    },
    {
      "text": "The\nbest kind of amends then for having gone away is to keep away, in my\nopinion."
    },
    {
      "text": "It was a\nfancy to get it out of you. To have something in for my money."
    },
    {
      "text": "I\nrose in life that way."
    },
    {
      "text": "He wasn’t here."
    },
    {
      "text": "That’s the Dead March in Saul. They bury soldiers to it, so it’s the\nnatural end of the subject."
    },
    {
      "text": "Quiet!"
    },
    {
      "text": "That’s what YOU are."
    },
    {
      "text": "Much\nbetter to think of dead than alive, Jenny! Much better!"
    },
    {
      "text": "it’s what you DO. That’s what I estimate in a man\nin your way of business."
    },
    {
      "text": "There an’t a\ndoubt that it was the other one with this one’s dress on."
    },
    {
      "text": "If you lived in an unfinished house, you\ncouldn’t settle down in it; if you were condemned to leave everything\nyou undertook unfinished, you would find it hard to apply yourself to\nanything"
    },
    {
      "text": "I was born into this\nunfinished contention with all its chances and changes, and it began\nto unsettle me before I quite knew the difference between a suit at\nlaw and a suit of clothes"
    },
    {
      "text": "It’s not as if I wanted\na profession for life. These proceedings will come to a termination,\nand then I am provided for. No. I look upon it as a pursuit which is\nin its nature more or less unsettled, and therefore suited to my\ntemporary condition"
    },
    {
      "text": "You must ever be the head and master here, father; and\nwe feel how truly unnatural it would be in us if we failed to know it\nor if we failed to exert ourselves in every possible way to please\nyou"
    },
    {
      "text": "points of deportment, which are born with a man, which\nmay be improved by cultivation, but can never be originated"
    },
    {
      "text": "Your qualities are not\nshining, my dear child, but they are steady and useful."
    },
    {
      "text": "Better to borrow, better to beg,\nbetter to die!"
    },
    {
      "text": "You were to confide freely\nin me, and I will confide freely in you. I ask you wholly to\nrelinquish, for the present, any tie but your relationship."
    },
    {
      "text": "Bygones shall be bygones, and a new page turned for you to\nwrite your lives in."
    },
    {
      "text": "it is better for him that he should be free and that there\nshould be no youthful engagement between you. Rick, it is better for\nher, much better; you owe it to her."
    },
    {
      "text": "I am not at all changeable; but I am not\nunreasonable, and should never blame you."
    },
    {
      "text": "You may trust in\nme, cousin Richard. I am not at all changeable; but I am not\nunreasonable, and should never blame you."
    },
    {
      "text": "It was strange to me that Richard should not be able to forgive my\nguardian for entertaining the very same opinion of him which he\nhimself had expressed of himself in much stronger terms to me."
    },
    {
      "text": "He\nremembered her by fits and starts, even with bursts of tears, and at\nsuch times would confide to me the heaviest self-reproaches. But in a\nfew minutes he would recklessly conjure up some undefinable means by\nwhich they were both to be made rich and happy for ever, and would\nbecome as gay as possible."
    },
    {
      "text": "You may file a strong man’s heart away for a good\nmany years, but it will tell all of a sudden at last."
    },
    {
      "text": "the sickness of hope deferred was\nraging in so many hearts this polite show went calmly on from day to\nday, and year to year, in such good order and composure;"
    },
    {
      "text": "I don’t\naltogether like your being so bent upon it in your present state of\nmind; I’d rather you took to something else."
    },
    {
      "text": "you’re a\nsensible man and a well-conducted man; that’s what YOU are, beyond a\ndoubt. And mind you, I don’t talk to you as a common character,\nbecause you have served your country and you know that when duty\ncalls we must obey."
    },
    {
      "text": "There is a tie of many\nsuffering years between us two, and it is the only tie I ever had on\nearth that Chancery has not broken."
    },
    {
      "text": "I thought, boastfully, that they never could break my heart, Mr.\nJarndyce. I was resolved that they should not."
    },
    {
      "text": "You\nwant excitement, you know, to keep YOU up; that’s what YOU want.\nYou’re used to it, and you can’t do without it."
    },
    {
      "text": "From suspicion to jealousy, Mrs. Snagsby finds the road as natural\nand short as from Cook’s Court to Chancery Lane."
    },
    {
      "text": "Once there (and it was\nalways lurking thereabout), it is very active and nimble in Mrs.\nSnagsby’s breast, prompting her to nocturnal examinations of Mr.\nSnagsby’s pockets; to secret perusals of Mr. Snagsby’s letters; to\nprivate researches in the day book and ledger, till, cash-box, and\niron safe; to watchings at windows, listenings behind doors, and a\ngeneral putting of this and that together by the wrong end."
    },
    {
      "text": "If Mr. Snagsby could withstand his little woman’s look as it enters\nat his eyes, the windows of his soul, and searches the whole\ntenement, he were other than the man he is."
    },
    {
      "text": "For howsoever bad the devil can be\nin fustian or smock-frock (and he can be very bad in both), he is a\nmore designing, callous, and intolerable devil when he sticks a pin\nin his shirt-front, calls himself a gentleman, backs a card or\ncolour, plays a game or so of billiards, and knows a little about\nbills and promissory notes, than in any other form he wears."
    },
    {
      "text": "Governor and commander are interchangeable terms with Phil,\nexpressive of the same respect and deference and applicable to nobody\nbut Mr. George."
    },
    {
      "text": "If a\nmark’s wanted, or if it will improve the business, let the customers\ntake aim at me. They can’t spoil MY beauty. I’M all right. Come on!\nIf they want a man to box at, let ’em box at me. Let ’em knock me\nwell about the head. I don’t mind. If they want a light-weight to be\nthrowed for practice, Cornwall, Devonshire, or Lancashire, let ’em\nthrow me. They won’t hurt ME. I have been throwed, all sorts of\nstyles, all my life!"
    },
    {
      "text": "I can carry my years; I am not a brimstone poll-parrot"
    },
    {
      "text": "he is good\nfor his pay, and he is good for the selling price of his commission,\nand he is good for his chance in a lawsuit, and he is good for his\nchance in a wife"
    },
    {
      "text": "I\nhave half a million of his signatures, I think!"
    },
    {
      "text": "I am\nnot a man of business. Among civilians I am what they call in\nScotland a ne’er-do-weel."
    },
    {
      "text": "I feel as if I was being smothered"
    },
    {
      "text": "if you are afraid of\ndoing any injury to Captain Hawdon, you may set your mind at rest\nabout that."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have him\nperiodically in a vice. I’ll twist him, sir. I’ll screw him, sir"
    },
    {
      "text": "the only article of ornament of which she\nstands possessed appear’s to be her wedding-ring, around which her\nfinger has grown to be so large since it was put on that it will\nnever come off again until it shall mingle with Mrs. Bagnet’s dust."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is a melancholy truth that even great men have their poor\nrelations."
    },
    {
      "text": "very red blood of the superior quality,\nlike inferior blood unlawfully shed, WILL cry aloud and WILL be\nheard."
    },
    {
      "text": "The\nrich family sum has been divided by so many figures, and they are the\nsomething over that nobody knows what to do with."
    },
    {
      "text": "Everybody on Sir Leicester Dedlock’s side of the question and of his\nway of thinking would appear to be his cousin more or less."
    },
    {
      "text": "In this society, and where not, my Lady Dedlock reigns supreme."
    },
    {
      "text": "She has an\nextensive acquaintance at Bath among appalling old gentlemen with\nthin legs and nankeen trousers, and is of high standing in that\ndreary city."
    },
    {
      "text": "The\ncousins, even those older cousins who were paralysed when Sir\nLeicester married her, do her feudal homage;"
    },
    {
      "text": "it is a remarkable example of the confusion into which the\npresent age has fallen; of the obliteration of landmarks, the opening\nof floodgates, and the uprooting of distinctions,"
    },
    {
      "text": "He is called, I believe—an—ironmaster."
    },
    {
      "text": "In these busy times, when so many great undertakings are in\nprogress, people like myself have so many workmen in so many places\nthat we are always on the flight."
    },
    {
      "text": "the sun-dial on the\nterrace has dumbly recorded for centuries that time which was as much\nthe property of every Dedlock—while he lasted—as the house and\nlands."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have found that to sever this strong bond\nwould be to break her heart, I have long abandoned that idea."
    },
    {
      "text": "our\nviews of duty, and our views of station, and our views of education,\nand our views of—in short, ALL our views—are so diametrically\nopposed, that to prolong this discussion must be repellent to your\nfeelings and repellent to my own."
    },
    {
      "text": "In search of what? Of any hand that is no more, of any hand that\nnever was, of any touch that might have magically changed her life?"
    },
    {
      "text": "Words, sobs, and cries are but air, and air is so shut in and\nshut out throughout the house in town that sounds need be uttered\ntrumpet-tongued indeed by my Lady in her chamber to carry any faint\nvibration to Sir Leicester’s ears"
    },
    {
      "text": "Why was it so worrying to me to have her in our house,\nand confidential to me every night, when I yet felt that it was\nbetter and safer somehow that she should be there than anywhere else?"
    },
    {
      "text": "She has been told it often enough;\nand when she IS told it, she only gives me a placid look, as if I was\nI don’t know what—a steeple in the distance"
    },
    {
      "text": "Being what it is, she neither knows nor\ncares."
    },
    {
      "text": "My heart aches for him; that it does!"
    },
    {
      "text": "Never have a mission, my dear child."
    },
    {
      "text": "I hope he\nfound some consolation in walls. I almost think he did."
    },
    {
      "text": "Such a mean mission as the\ndomestic mission was the very last thing to be endured among them"
    },
    {
      "text": "Mrs. Jellyby, all the\nwhile, sat smiling at the limited vision that could see anything but\nBorrioboola-Gha."
    },
    {
      "text": "You will not fail in YOUR duty, my son and daughter, I\nbelieve?"
    },
    {
      "text": "I have no will at all—and no won’t—simply\ncan’t."
    },
    {
      "text": "He is no doubt\nborn with an appetite—probably, when he is in a safer state of\nhealth, he has an excellent appetite."
    },
    {
      "text": "Society, which has taken\nupon itself the general arrangement of the whole system of spoons and\nprofesses to have a spoon for our young friend, does NOT produce that\nspoon; and our young friend, therefore, says ‘You really must excuse\nme if I seize it.’"
    },
    {
      "text": "he had accepted himself with all his\nfailings and had thought it sound philosophy to make the best of the\nbargain;"
    },
    {
      "text": "From the time when\nhe was left in the loft-room, he vanished."
    },
    {
      "text": "I silently prayed to our Father in heaven\nthat I might not forget the lesson which this little sister taught\nme."
    },
    {
      "text": "And Charley did not die. She flutteringly and slowly turned the\ndangerous point, after long lingering there, and then began to mend."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is a close night, though the damp cold is searching too, and there\nis a laggard mist a little way up in the air."
    },
    {
      "text": "I am in the downs. It’s this\nunbearably dull, suicidal room—and old Boguey downstairs, I\nsuppose."
    },
    {
      "text": "But there are bounds\nto these things when an unoffending party is in question, and I will\nacknowledge to you, Tony, that I don’t think your manner on the\npresent occasion is hospitable or quite gentlemanly."
    },
    {
      "text": "He never forgets anything. I saw him\nto-night, about eight—helped him to shut up his shop—and he had got\nthe letters then in his hairy cap."
    },
    {
      "text": "He has been\nas quiet since as an old rat asleep in his hole."
    },
    {
      "text": "He can make all the letters separately, and\nhe knows most of them separately when he sees them; he has got on\nthat much, under me; but he can’t put them together."
    },
    {
      "text": "It’s far from a pleasant thing to be plotting about a dead man in\nthe room where he died, especially when you happen to live in it."
    },
    {
      "text": "it’s not made out to me how it’s likely to be profitable,\nafter all."
    },
    {
      "text": "One disagreeable result of\nwhispering is that it seems to evoke an atmosphere of silence,\nhaunted by the ghosts of sound—strange cracks and tickings, the\nrustling of garments that have no substance in them, and the tread of\ndreadful feet that would leave no mark on the sea-sand or the winter\nsnow."
    },
    {
      "text": "inborn, inbred, engendered in the\ncorrupted humours of the vicious body itself, and that\nonly—spontaneous combustion, and none other of all the deaths that\ncan be died."
    },
    {
      "text": "The house\nhas not done so much in the stomachic article of cloves or in\nbrandy-and-water warm since the inquest."
    },
    {
      "text": "He has had something—he don’t know\nwhat—to do with so much in this connexion that is mysterious that it\nis possible he may even be implicated, without knowing it, in the\npresent transaction."
    },
    {
      "text": "I should then have related\nthem to you, my love, over your French roll."
    },
    {
      "text": "I am ready to\ngo."
    },
    {
      "text": "if you heard your friend out instead of\nflying at him, you wouldn’t fall into mistakes."
    },
    {
      "text": "Possessing in yourself, Tony, all\nthat is calculated to charm the\neye—"
    },
    {
      "text": "I have never lived\nthere and couldn’t get a lodging there now, whereas you have got\none."
    },
    {
      "text": "I\nhave come to look after the property. Shake me up, and call in the\npolice on duty at the next house to be explained to about the\nproperty."
    },
    {
      "text": "The less the\ncourt understands of all this, the more the court likes it, and the\ngreater enjoyment it has in the stock in trade of the Sol’s Arms."
    },
    {
      "text": "Suspicion, eager and sharp, looks\nout. Another instant, close again."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have nothing more to say to this young man!"
    },
    {
      "text": "he’s a leech in his\ndispositions, he’s a screw and a wice in his actions, a snake in his\ntwistings, and a lobster in his claws."
    },
    {
      "text": "You are always an\nhonourable and straightforward fellow, as far as lays in your power,\nthough a little flighty."
    },
    {
      "text": "Discipline must be maintained."
    },
    {
      "text": "the old girl’s metal is\nfar more precious—than the preciousest metal. And she’s ALL metal!"
    },
    {
      "text": "I’ll have no more of your\npipe-smokings and swaggerings. What? You’re an independent dragoon,\ntoo! Go to my lawyer (you remember where; you have been there before)\nand show your independence now, will you?"
    },
    {
      "text": "They do wait,\nhowever, with the perseverance of military tactics"
    },
    {
      "text": "You are not to pocket other people’s pounds, shillings, and pence and\nescape scot-free."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have\nnothing to say to you. I don’t like your associates and don’t want\nyou here."
    },
    {
      "text": "Look at a millstone, Mr. George, for some change in its expression,\nand you will find it quite as soon as in the face of Mr. Tulkinghorn\nwhen he opens and reads the letter!"
    },
    {
      "text": "it is in the subtle poison of such\nabuses to breed such diseases. His blood is infected, and objects\nlose their natural aspects in his sight."
    },
    {
      "text": "He looks to it, flushed and fitfully, to do something with his\ninterests and bring them to some settlement. It procrastinates,\ndisappoints, tries, tortures him; wears out his sanguine hopes and\npatience, thread by thread; but he still looks to it, and hankers\nafter it, and finds his whole world treacherous and hollow."
    },
    {
      "text": "I had always\npitied her, never so much as now."
    },
    {
      "text": "The old conspiracy to make me happy! Everybody seemed to be in it!"
    },
    {
      "text": "I felt it as he spoke to me. I could not\ntell him heartily enough how ready I was to receive her."
    },
    {
      "text": "I had always been glad of my little\npower to soothe her under her calamity, but never, never, half so\nglad before."
    },
    {
      "text": "I could not\ntell him heartily enough how ready I was to receive her."
    },
    {
      "text": "I had always\npitied her, never so much as now."
    },
    {
      "text": "I had always been glad of my little\npower to soothe her under her calamity, but never, never, half so\nglad before."
    },
    {
      "text": "I had always\npitied her, never so much as now."
    },
    {
      "text": "I had always been glad of my little\npower to soothe her under her calamity, but never, never, half so\nglad before."
    },
    {
      "text": "I had always\npitied her, never so much as now."
    },
    {
      "text": "I had always been glad of my little\npower to soothe her under her calamity, but never, never, half so\nglad before."
    },
    {
      "text": "I was very much in earnest."
    },
    {
      "text": "Why, what had I to fear, I thought, when\nthere was this nobility in the soul of a labouring man’s daughter!"
    },
    {
      "text": "I felt, through all my tumult\nof emotion, a burst of gratitude to the providence of God that I was\nso changed as that I never could disgrace her by any trace of\nlikeness, as that nobody could ever now look at me and look at her\nand remotely think of any near tie between us."
    },
    {
      "text": "I must keep this secret, if by any means it can be kept, not wholly\nfor myself. I have a husband, wretched and dishonouring creature that\nI am!"
    },
    {
      "text": "He is Sir\nLeicester Dedlock’s lawyer, mechanically faithful without attachment,\nand very jealous of the profit, privilege, and reputation of being\nmaster of the mysteries of great houses."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have but one; I can have but one."
    },
    {
      "text": "If you hear of Lady\nDedlock, brilliant, prosperous, and flattered, think of your wretched\nmother, conscience-stricken, underneath that mask! Think that the\nreality is in her suffering, in her useless remorse, in her murdering\nwithin her breast the only love and truth of which it is capable!"
    },
    {
      "text": "I hope it may not appear very unnatural or bad in me\nthat I then became heavily sorrowful to think I had ever been reared."
    },
    {
      "text": "Your\nmother, Esther, was your disgrace, and you are hers. The time will\ncome—and soon enough—when you will understand this better, and will\nfeel it too, as no one save a woman can."
    },
    {
      "text": "I saw very well that I could not have been intended to die, or I\nshould never have lived; not to say should never have been reserved\nfor such a happy life."
    },
    {
      "text": "I knew I was as innocent of my\nbirth as a queen of hers and that before my Heavenly Father I should\nnot be punished for birth nor a queen rewarded for it."
    },
    {
      "text": "If you were living in an unfinished house,\nliable to have the roof put on or taken off—to be from top to bottom\npulled down or built up—to-morrow, next day, next week, next month,\nnext year—you would find it hard to rest or settle."
    },
    {
      "text": "There’s no now for us suitors."
    },
    {
      "text": "I had need to get some scrap of comfort out of all\nthis business, for it’s a bad one at the best, as I have no occasion\nto tell you."
    },
    {
      "text": "it\ntaints everybody."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have no art, no disguise. If he takes me by the hand and\nleads me through Westminster Hall in an airy procession after\nfortune, I must go."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have NO common sense."
    },
    {
      "text": "my desire is so to\ndischarge the duties of life as to leave them a good name."
    },
    {
      "text": "I wish to leave the poor girls some little\nindependence, as well as a good name."
    },
    {
      "text": "true and good above the\ndead sea of the Chancery suit and all the ashy fruit it cast ashore"
    },
    {
      "text": "if Mrs. Jellyby had discharged her own natural\nduties and obligations before she swept the horizon with a telescope\nin search of others"
    },
    {
      "text": "where there’s a will there’s\na way, you know, Esther, the world over"
    },
    {
      "text": "I have it in my power to\nassure you that you never can advance my welfare by such means"
    },
    {
      "text": "I’ll take my oath to it if it will be any\nsatisfaction to you"
    },
    {
      "text": "The one great principle of the English law is to make business for\nitself."
    },
    {
      "text": "the\nquestion is never one of a change from wrong to right (which is quite\nan extraneous consideration), but is always one of injury or\nadvantage to that eminently respectable legion, Vholes."
    },
    {
      "text": "In a word, Mr. Vholes, with his three daughters and his father in the\nVale of Taunton, is continually doing duty, like a piece of timber,\nto shore up some decayed foundation that has become a pitfall and a\nnuisance."
    },
    {
      "text": "I never give hopes."
    },
    {
      "text": "This desk is your\nrock, sir!"
    },
    {
      "text": "injustice breeds injustice; the fighting with shadows and being\ndefeated by them necessitates the setting up of substances to combat;"
    },
    {
      "text": "it has become a gloomy relief to turn to\nthe palpable figure of the friend who would have saved him from this\nruin and make HIM his enemy."
    },
    {
      "text": "My duty prosperously\nended, all between us is ended."
    },
    {
      "text": "the idol is down. I have no purpose\nto serve now but burial in oblivion."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is due alike to the oath I have\ntaken, alike to the shattered idol, and alike to circumstances over\nwhich I have no control, that the whole should be buried in oblivion."
    },
    {
      "text": "But Coodle knew the danger, and Doodle knew the\ndanger, and all their followers and hangers-on had the clearest\npossible perception of the danger."
    },
    {
      "text": "Britannia\nbeing much occupied in pocketing Doodle in the form of sovereigns,\nand swallowing Doodle in the form of beer, and in swearing herself\nblack in the face that she does neither—plainly to the advancement\nof her glory and morality—the London season comes to a sudden end,"
    },
    {
      "text": "so did they see this\ngallery hushed and quiet, as I see it now; so think, as I think, of\nthe gap that they would make in this domain when they were gone; so\nfind it, as I find it, difficult to believe that it could be without\nthem; so pass from my world, as I pass from theirs, now closing the\nreverberating door; so leave no blank to miss them, and so die."
    },
    {
      "text": "Now the moon is high; and the great house, needing habitation more\nthan ever, is like a body without life."
    },
    {
      "text": "At this hour and by this light it changes into\nthreatening hands raised up and menacing the handsome face with every\nbreath that stirs."
    },
    {
      "text": "This distracted country has lost its senses in many\nrespects, I grieve to say,\nbut—"
    },
    {
      "text": "It is a part of Mr. Tulkinghorn’s policy and mastery to have no\npolitical opinions; indeed, NO opinions."
    },
    {
      "text": "The same formal\npoliteness, the same composed deference that might as well be\ndefiance; the whole man the same dark, cold object, at the same\ndistance, which nothing has ever diminished."
    },
    {
      "text": "The power and force of this\nwoman are astonishing!"
    },
    {
      "text": "I neither wish to spare\nmyself nor to be spared."
    },
    {
      "text": "He has conquered her. She falters, trembles, and puts her hand\nconfusedly to her head."
    },
    {
      "text": "The sole consideration in this unhappy case is Sir Leicester."
    },
    {
      "text": "My experience teaches\nme, Lady Dedlock, that most of the people I know would do far better\nto leave marriage alone. It is at the bottom of three fourths of\ntheir troubles."
    },
    {
      "text": "I am to drag my present life on, holding its pains at your pleasure,\nday by day?"
    },
    {
      "text": "I am to remain on this gaudy platform on which my miserable\ndeception has been so long acted, and it is to fall beneath me when\nyou give the signal?"
    },
    {
      "text": "I am very rich in hate. I hate my Lady, of\nall my heart."
    },
    {
      "text": "I will help you well,\nand with a good will. It is what YOU do."
    },
    {
      "text": "You appear to know a good deal,"
    },
    {
      "text": "In this city there are houses of correction\n(where the treadmills are, for women), the gates of which are very\nstrong and heavy, and no doubt the keys too. I am afraid a lady of\nyour spirit and activity would find it an inconvenience to have one\nof those keys turned upon her for any length of time."
    },
    {
      "text": "For what I say, I mean; and what I\nthreaten, I will do, mistress."
    },
    {
      "text": "It matters little now how much I thought of my living mother who had\ntold me evermore to consider her dead."
    },
    {
      "text": "If he were wrong, he would make amends\nwhen the Chancery suit was over. If he were groping in the dark, he\ncould not do better than do his utmost to clear away those clouds in\nwhich so much was confused and obscured."
    },
    {
      "text": "Such an unworldly, uncalculating, gossamer\ncreature is a relief to him and an amusement. But as to advising or\nencouraging or occupying a serious station towards anybody or\nanything, it is simply not to be thought of in such a child as\nSkimpole."
    },
    {
      "text": "He has no idea of the value of\nmoney. He introduces Rick, and then he is good friends with Mr.\nVholes and borrows five pounds of him. He means nothing by it and\nthinks nothing of it."
    },
    {
      "text": "we DON’T get on in life. We don’t\npretend to do it."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is he who encourages me. He emerges\nfrom great feats of business, presents the brightest prospects before\nme as their result, and calls upon me to admire them. I do admire\nthem—as bright prospects."
    },
    {
      "text": "We are capable of looking on and of being\ninterested, and we DO look on, and we ARE interested. What more can\nwe do?"
    },
    {
      "text": "She brought her young husband home one day, and they and their\nyoung fledglings have their nest upstairs. I dare say at some time or\nother Sentiment and Comedy will bring THEIR husbands home and have\nTHEIR nests upstairs too."
    },
    {
      "text": "she wrote him\nthat from the date of that letter she died to him—as in literal\ntruth she did—and that the resolution was exacted from her by her\nknowledge of his proud temper and his strained sense of honour, which\nwere both her nature too."
    },
    {
      "text": "You have wrought changes in me, little woman,\nsince the winter day in the stage-coach. First and last you have done\nme a world of good since that time."
    },
    {
      "text": "It told me that I would gain nothing by such a marriage\nand lose nothing by rejecting it, for no new relation could enhance\nthe tenderness in which he held me, and whatever my decision was, he\nwas certain it would be right."
    },
    {
      "text": "He had often\nthought of our future, and foreseeing that the time must come, and\nfearing that it might come soon, when Ada (now very nearly of age)\nwould leave us, and when our present mode of life must be broken up,\nhad become accustomed to reflect on this proposal."
    },
    {
      "text": "I am afraid the face in\nthe glass was going to cry again at this reproach, but I held up my\nfinger at it, and it stopped."
    },
    {
      "text": "When you are mistress of Bleak House, you are to be as\ncheerful as a bird. In fact, you are always to be cheerful; so let us\nbegin for once and for all."
    },
    {
      "text": "This was a good time, to be sure, to sit\ndown morbidly and cry! As to its seeming at all strange to me at\nfirst (if that were any excuse for crying, which it was not) that I\nwas one day to be the mistress of Bleak House, why should it seem\nstrange?"
    },
    {
      "text": "The dried remains of\nthe flowers. It would be better not to keep them now. They had only\nbeen preserved in memory of something wholly past and gone, but it\nwould be better not to keep them now."
    },
    {
      "text": "I thought it\nnot unlikely that he might speak to me about the letter, but he did\nnot say a word."
    },
    {
      "text": "I\ntried over and over again in my own room at night, but I could not\nwrite an answer that at all began like a good answer, so I thought\neach night I would wait one more day. And I waited seven more days,\nand he never said a word."
    },
    {
      "text": "I had made up my mind to speak to him now. In short, I had come down\non purpose."
    },
    {
      "text": "I put my two arms round his neck and kissed him, and he said was this\nthe mistress of Bleak House, and I said yes; and it made no\ndifference presently, and we all went out together, and I said\nnothing to my precious pet about it."
    },
    {
      "text": "I found them looking at one another across a\ntable, the one so open and the other so close, the one so broad and\nupright and the other so narrow and stooping, the one giving out what\nhe had to say in such a rich ringing voice and the other keeping it\nin in such a cold-blooded, gasping, fish-like manner that I thought I\nnever had seen two people so unmatched."
    },
    {
      "text": "I merely come down here\nunder the seal of confidence and mention it in order that everything\nmay be openly carried on and that it may not be said afterwards that\neverything was not openly carried on. My wish is that everything\nshould be openly carried on."
    },
    {
      "text": "We whose ambition it is to be looked upon in the light of\nrespectable practitioners, sir, can but put our shoulders to the\nwheel. We do it, sir. At least, I do it myself; and I wish to think\nwell of my professional brethren, one and all."
    },
    {
      "text": "Like you, Esther, but useless, and so NOT like you!"
    },
    {
      "text": "It is a pity I ever was\nprevailed upon to turn out of my road for any other. It would be\nwisdom to abandon it now, after all the time, anxiety, and pains I\nhave bestowed upon it! Oh, yes, true wisdom. It would be very\nagreeable, too, to some people; but I never will."
    },
    {
      "text": "I am sure it is. I—I wish I was dead!"
    },
    {
      "text": "And the dear girl makes me this generous\noffer from under the same John Jarndyce’s roof, and with the same\nJohn Jarndyce’s gracious consent and connivance, I dare say, as a new\nmeans of buying me off."
    },
    {
      "text": "It only\ncame from my heart."
    },
    {
      "text": "it was\neven more mischievous to use persuasion with him than to leave him as\nhe was."
    },
    {
      "text": "What you were\nlast month, you are to-day; you are no worse, you are no better."
    },
    {
      "text": "I felt for my old self as the dead may\nfeel if they ever revisit these scenes."
    },
    {
      "text": "Tom only may and can, or shall and will, be reclaimed according\nto somebody’s theory but nobody’s practice."
    },
    {
      "text": "There is not a drop of Tom’s\ncorrupted blood but propagates infection and contagion somewhere."
    },
    {
      "text": "He\nwas so very sorry for me that he could scarcely speak."
    },
    {
      "text": "I will accept\nhim as a trust, and it shall be a sacred one!"
    },
    {
      "text": "I have scarcely a friend there now but\nyou."
    },
    {
      "text": "He got into trouble last night, sir; but he’ll look for me at the\nlodging-house."
    },
    {
      "text": "He did nothing but what was kind-hearted by\nme, and that’s the wonder of it."
    },
    {
      "text": "do you know that this\nis all along of you and of her goodness to you?"
    },
    {
      "text": "He\nis a slow-torturing kind of man. He is no more like flesh and blood\nthan a rusty old carbine is."
    },
    {
      "text": "He keeps me on a constant see-saw. He won’t\nhold off, and he won’t come on."
    },
    {
      "text": "He\nchafes and goads me till—Bah! Nonsense! I am forgetting myself."
    },
    {
      "text": "he is the ordinary home-made\narticle. Dirty, ugly, disagreeable to all the senses, in body a\ncommon creature of the common streets, only in soul a heathen."
    },
    {
      "text": "Dead, your Majesty. Dead, my lords and gentlemen. Dead, right\nreverends and wrong reverends of every order. Dead, men and women,\nborn with heavenly compassion in your hearts. And dying thus around\nus every day."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have said, my child, that what I do, I do for your sake, not my\nown. It is done. What I am towards you, Rosa, is what I am now—not\nwhat I shall be a little while hence."
    },
    {
      "text": "The\nfashionable world—tremendous orb, nearly five miles round—is in\nfull swing, and the solar system works respectfully at its appointed\ndistances."
    },
    {
      "text": "Even so does he darken her\nlife."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is a\nstreet of such dismal grandeur, so determined not to condescend to\nliveliness, that the doors and windows hold a gloomy state of their\nown in black paint and dust,"
    },
    {
      "text": "The power of\nthis woman is astonishing. She has been acting a part the whole\ntime."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is no longer your\nsecret. Excuse me. That is just the mistake. It is my secret, in\ntrust for Sir Leicester and the family."
    },
    {
      "text": "you are not to be\ntrusted. You have put the case in a perfectly plain way, and\naccording to the literal fact; and that being the case, you are not\nto be trusted."
    },
    {
      "text": "the Roman pointed at the murderous hand uplifted\nagainst his life, and pointed helplessly at him, from night to\nmorning, lying face downward on the floor, shot through the heart."
    },
    {
      "text": "Some men rarely\nrevert to their father, but seem, in the bank-books of their\nremembrance, to have transferred all the stock of filial affection\ninto their mother’s name."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is well for the old girl that she has but one birthday in a year,\nfor two such indulgences in poultry might be injurious."
    },
    {
      "text": "Worldly goods are divided unequally, and man must not repine."
    },
    {
      "text": "No, it must be sought within the\nconfines of domestic bliss."
    },
    {
      "text": "He keeps very close to him. Whatever the\nsubject of the conversation, he keeps a tender eye upon him."
    },
    {
      "text": "Every man\nmust live, and ought to it."
    },
    {
      "text": "Constant dropping will wear away a stone, and constant coaching\nwill wear out a Dame Durden."
    },
    {
      "text": "duty is duty, and friendship is\nfriendship. I never want the two to clash if I can help it."
    },
    {
      "text": "I was only too happy to be in such request."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is difficult to offer aid to an\nindependent man with that just kind of pride which he possesses."
    },
    {
      "text": "I really was so, and I had nothing to do but to be myself."
    },
    {
      "text": "How much less amiable I must have been than they thought me, how much\nless amiable than I thought myself, to be so preoccupied with my own\ncheerfulness and contentment as to think that it only rested with me\nto put my dear girl right and set her mind at peace!"
    },
    {
      "text": "Either the suit must be\nended, Esther, or the suitor. But it shall be the suit, my dear girl,\nthe suit, my dear girl!"
    },
    {
      "text": "if ever in my life I\nsaw a love that nothing but death could change, I saw it then before\nme."
    },
    {
      "text": "Three or four hours were not a long time after\nyears."
    },
    {
      "text": "I felt as if it were my duty and obligation to go with\nthem."
    },
    {
      "text": "If they\ncan’t make me innocent out of the whole truth, they are not likely to\ndo it out of anything less, or anything else."
    },
    {
      "text": "You could as soon take up and\nshoulder an eight and forty pounder by your own strength as turn that\nman when he has got a thing into his head and fixed it there."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have never done well in life beyond my\nduty as a soldier, and if the worst comes after all, I shall reap\npretty much as I have sown."
    },
    {
      "text": "Time and place cannot bind Mr. Bucket. Like man in the abstract, he\nis here to-day and gone to-morrow—but, very unlike man indeed, he is\nhere again the next day."
    },
    {
      "text": "Between the immeasurable track of\nspace beyond the little wound that has thrown the one into the fixed\nsleep which jolts so heavily over the stones of the streets, and the\nnarrow track of blood which keeps the other in the watchful state\nexpressed in every hair of his head!"
    },
    {
      "text": "Very strange\nthings comes to our knowledge in families, miss; bless your heart,\nwhat you would think to be phenomenons, quite."
    },
    {
      "text": "I\nwish my people to be impressed with the enormity of the crime, the\ndetermination to punish it, and the hopelessness of escape."
    },
    {
      "text": "A gentleman can bear a shock when it must come, boldly\nand steadily."
    },
    {
      "text": "A gentleman can make up his mind to stand up against\nalmost any blow."
    },
    {
      "text": "I know so much about so many\ncharacters, high and low, that a piece of information more or less\ndon’t signify a straw."
    },
    {
      "text": "don’t you go and let yourself be put\nout of the way because of my knowing anything of your family\naffairs."
    },
    {
      "text": "The chance to hush it is to let in these people now\nin a wrangle with your footmen."
    },
    {
      "text": "The\ncat’s away, and the mice they play; the frost breaks up, and the\nwater runs."
    },
    {
      "text": "So it is, and such is life."
    },
    {
      "text": "the\nless you PARLAY, the better, you know."
    },
    {
      "text": "I worked it out in my mind while I was\ntalking to her at supper."
    },
    {
      "text": "She shall do nothing without my knowledge, she shall be my prisoner\nwithout suspecting it, she shall no more escape from me than from\ndeath, and her life shall be my life, and her soul my soul, till I\nhave got her, if she did this murder?"
    },
    {
      "text": "I’m surprised at the\nindiscreetness you commit. You’ll say something that’ll be used\nagainst you, you know. You’re sure to come to it."
    },
    {
      "text": "the necessity of patience in our business, and never\ndoing a thing in a hurry"
    },
    {
      "text": "I should have lost the weapon"
    },
    {
      "text": "Your sex have such a surprising\nanimosity against one another when you do differ"
    },
    {
      "text": "You cannot do these things? Then you can do as you please with me.\nIt is but the death, it is all the same"
    },
    {
      "text": "Heaven knows what he sees"
    },
    {
      "text": "he has been for\nyears a main fibre of the root of his dignity and pride"
    },
    {
      "text": "It won’t do to have\ntruth and justice on his side; he must have law and lawyers"
    },
    {
      "text": "You would have sought me out; you would have\npurchased my discharge; you would have taken me down to Chesney Wold"
    },
    {
      "text": "You have made your\nbed. Now, lie upon it"
    },
    {
      "text": "I can’t bear it; I can’t make up my\nmind to it"
    },
    {
      "text": "I have no longer a will of my\nown in this case, and whatever is said or done, I give my promise not\nto have any."
    },
    {
      "text": "so long\naccustomed to suppress emotion and keep down reality, so long\nschooled for her own purposes in that destructive school which shuts\nup the natural feelings of the heart like flies in amber and spreads\none uniform and dreary gloss over the good and bad, the feeling and\nthe unfeeling, the sensible and the senseless"
    },
    {
      "text": "Thus, a terrible impression steals upon and overshadows her that from\nthis pursuer, living or dead—obdurate and imperturbable before her\nin his well-remembered shape, or not more obdurate and imperturbable\nin his coffin-bed—there is no escape but in death."
    },
    {
      "text": "Hunted, she\nflies. The complication of her shame, her dread, remorse, and misery,\noverwhelms her at its height; and even her strength of self-reliance\nis overturned and whirled away like a leaf before a mighty wind."
    },
    {
      "text": "He fell down, this morning, a handsome stately gentleman, somewhat\ninfirm, but of a fine presence, and with a well-filled face. He lies\nupon his bed, an aged man with sunken cheeks, the decrepit shadow of\nhimself."
    },
    {
      "text": "Of all men upon earth, Sir Leicester seems fallen from his\nhigh estate to place his sole trust and reliance upon this man."
    },
    {
      "text": "Time flies; it’s getting on for one\no’clock. When one strikes, there’s another hour gone, and it’s worth\na thousand pound now instead of a hundred."
    },
    {
      "text": "You keep yourself cool and equal for anything that may\nhappen, and it’ll be the better for you, the better for me, the\nbetter for Lady Dedlock, and the better for Sir Leicester Dedlock,\nBaronet."
    },
    {
      "text": "I’ve had the pleasure of seeing you before. Inspector Bucket.\nLook at that handkerchief, sir, Miss Esther Summerson’s. Found it\nmyself put away in a drawer of Lady Dedlock’s, quarter of an hour\nago. Not a moment to lose. Matter of life or death."
    },
    {
      "text": "He was really very kind and gentle, and as he stood before the fire\nwarming his boots and rubbing his face with his forefinger, I felt a\nconfidence in his sagacity which reassured me."
    },
    {
      "text": "You see, whatever you do, don’t you go and\nfret yourself. You keep yourself cool and equal for anything that may\nhappen, and it’ll be the better for you, the better for me, the\nbetter for Lady Dedlock, and the better for Sir Leicester Dedlock,\nBaronet."
    },
    {
      "text": "Whenever a person says to you that they are as innocent as can be in\nall concerning money, look well after your own money, for they are\ndead certain to collar it if they can."
    },
    {
      "text": "Whenever you find a young man behind the\nkitchen-door, you give that young man in charge on suspicion of being\nsecreted in a dwelling-house with an unlawful purpose."
    },
    {
      "text": "Fast and loose in one thing, fast and loose in everything. I\nnever knew it fail."
    },
    {
      "text": "The\nnaturalest way is the best way, and the naturalest way is your own\nway."
    },
    {
      "text": "There’s something kept back."
    },
    {
      "text": "I’m a practical one, and that’s my experience. So’s this\nrule."
    },
    {
      "text": "You know me.\nI’m Inspector Bucket, and you can trust me."
    },
    {
      "text": "As all partings foreshadow the great final one,\nso, empty rooms, bereft of a familiar presence, mournfully whisper\nwhat your room and what mine must one day be."
    },
    {
      "text": "Nothing but the strength of his\npurpose enables him to make it."
    },
    {
      "text": "In such a light both aspire alike, both rise alike, both\nchildren of the dust shine equally."
    },
    {
      "text": "Rumour, busy overmuch, however, will not go down into Lincolnshire."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is given out that my Lady has gone down into Lincolnshire,\nbut is expected to return presently."
    },
    {
      "text": "The\nchurch-clocks will strike the hours just the same, Sir Leicester, and\nthe night will pass away just the same. My Lady will come back, just\nthe same."
    },
    {
      "text": "If any distant sound be audible in\nthis case, it departs through the gloom like a feeble light in that,\nand all is heavier than before."
    },
    {
      "text": "Poor pretence as\nit is, these allusions to her being expected keep up hope within him."
    },
    {
      "text": "She knows that this is not a period for bringing the rough light upon\nhim; she thinks his tears too sacred to be seen, even by her."
    },
    {
      "text": "I quite understand. Trust me, I will remain near you only so long as\nI can fully respect it."
    },
    {
      "text": "Because you’ll come to that if you don’t\nlook out."
    },
    {
      "text": "And yet a married woman, possessing your attractions, shuts\nher eyes (and sparklers too), and goes and runs her delicate-formed\nhead against a wall."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have wandered a long distance, and for many hours, and\nI know that I must soon die. These streets! I have no\npurpose but to die."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have done all I could do to be lost. I shall be soon\nforgotten so, and shall disgrace him least."
    },
    {
      "text": "Unreason and injustice at the\ntop, unreason and injustice at the heart and at the bottom, unreason\nand injustice from beginning to end—if it ever has an end—how\nshould poor Rick, always hovering near it, pluck reason out of it?"
    },
    {
      "text": "the ambition that calmly trusts itself to such a road,\ninstead of spasmodically trying to fly over it, is of the kind I care\nfor."
    },
    {
      "text": "You must not suppose it to be a fine endowment. It is a\nvery, very commonplace affair, my dear, an appointment to a great\namount of work and a small amount of pay; but better things will\ngather about it, it may be fairly hoped."
    },
    {
      "text": "She shone in the miserable corner like a beautiful star. She adorned\nand graced it so that it became another place."
    },
    {
      "text": "There is a ruin of youth which is not\nlike age, and into such a ruin Richard’s youth and youthful beauty\nhad all fallen away."
    },
    {
      "text": "I want him,\nwhen he comes home, to find no trouble in my face. I want him, when\nhe looks at me, to see what he loved in me."
    },
    {
      "text": "I look forward a little while, and I don’t know what great aid may\ncome to me. When Richard turns his eyes upon me then, there may be\nsomething lying on my breast more eloquent than I have been, with\ngreater power than mine to show him his true course and win him\nback."
    },
    {
      "text": "I look forward a long while, through years and years, and\nthink that then, when I am growing old, or when I am dead perhaps, a\nbeautiful woman, his daughter, happily married, may be proud of him\nand a blessing to him."
    },
    {
      "text": "Pain\ncomes to ME when it wants me. Now, I have had very little pleasure at\nour dear Richard’s lately, and your practical sagacity demonstrates\nwhy."
    },
    {
      "text": "Our young friends, losing the youthful poetry which was once so\ncaptivating in them, begin to think, ‘This is a man who wants\npounds.’"
    },
    {
      "text": "Responsibility is a thing that has always been above me—or below\nme"
    },
    {
      "text": "I don’t attach any value to money. I\ndon’t care about it, I don’t know about it, I don’t want it, I don’t\nkeep it—it goes away from me directly."
    },
    {
      "text": "I am above the\nrest of mankind in such a case as that. I can act with philosophy in\nsuch a case as that. I am not warped by prejudices, as an Italian\nbaby is by bandages. I am as free as the air. I feel myself as far\nabove suspicion as Caesar’s wife."
    },
    {
      "text": "Skimpole protests to Bucket, ‘What’s this for?\nI don’t understand it, it is of no use to me, take it away.’ Bucket\nstill entreats Skimpole to accept it. Are there reasons why Skimpole,\nnot being warped by prejudices, should accept it? Yes."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have no doubt that\nhis desire to retrieve what he had lost was rendered the more intense\nby his grief for his young wife, and became like the madness of a\ngamester."
    },
    {
      "text": "It was not too late to hear them, for it was not too late to be\nanimated by them to be good, true, grateful, and contented."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have had nothing else, poor Rick excepted—it’s a large\nexception—in my mind."
    },
    {
      "text": "it is NOT cancelled. Here it is, a perfect instrument!"
    },
    {
      "text": "Do you believe there is a consideration in the world\nthat would induce her to take such a step against her favourite son?"
    },
    {
      "text": "I have\nnot sneaked home to rob your children, if not yourself, brother, of\nyour rights. I, who forfeited mine long ago!"
    },
    {
      "text": "You must make up your mind to\nremain UNscratched, I think."
    },
    {
      "text": "Being bent upon it, you can dispose by will of anything you have the\nmisfortune to inherit in any way you like, you know."
    },
    {
      "text": "I am a kind of a weed, and it’s too late to plant me in a regular\ngarden."
    },
    {
      "text": "Everything about you is in perfect order and discipline; everything\nabout me requires to be kept so."
    },
    {
      "text": "I would not\nhave my Esther’s bright example lost; I would not have a jot of my\ndear girl’s virtues unobserved and unhonoured;"
    },
    {
      "text": "I have no more to say. My dearest, Allan\nWoodcourt stood beside your father when he lay dead—stood beside\nyour mother."
    },
    {
      "text": "I\nshall be found about here somewhere. It’s a west wind, little woman,\ndue west! Let no one thank me any more, for I am going to revert to\nmy bachelor habits, and if anybody disregards this warning, I’ll run\naway and never come back!"
    },
    {
      "text": "I have learned a lesson now, sir. It was a hard one, but you\nshall be assured, indeed, that I have learned it."
    },
    {
      "text": "I will not begin it in the old way now,"
    },
    {
      "text": "I have done you many wrongs, my own. I have fallen like a poor stray\nshadow on your way, I have married you to poverty and trouble, I have\nscattered your means to the winds."
    },
    {
      "text": "You will forgive me all this, my\nAda, before I begin the world?"
    },
    {
      "text": "The world that sets this right."
    },
    {
      "text": "It is known for\ncertain that the handsome Lady Dedlock lies in the mausoleum in the\npark, where the trees arch darkly overhead, and the owl is heard at\nnight making the woods ring; but whence she was brought home to be\nlaid among the echoes of that solitary place, or how she died, is all\nmystery."
    },
    {
      "text": "But it is\nwhispered that when he is most ferocious towards his old foe, he is\nreally most considerate, and that Sir Leicester, in the dignity of\nbeing implacable, little supposes how much he is humoured."
    },
    {
      "text": "The sorrow that\nhas been in her face—for it is not there now—seems to have purified\neven its innocent expression and to have given it a diviner quality."
    },
    {
      "text": "I have never known the wind to be in the east for a single moment\nsince the day when he took me to the porch to read the name."
    },
    {
      "text": "I never lie down at night\nbut I know that in the course of that day he has alleviated pain and\nsoothed some fellow-creature in the time of need."
    },
    {
      "text": "I\nowe it all to him, my love, my pride! They like me for his sake, as I\ndo everything I do in life for his sake."
    },
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