Subdue your appetites, my dears, and you’ve conquered human nature. The Circumlocution Office2019-04-24T12:56:04+01:00Categories: Nicholas Nickleby|Tags: Emotions, Food| Read More
Both ladies had trembled very much, and been marvellously polite – certain indications that they were within an inch of a very desperate quarrel. The Circumlocution Office2019-04-24T12:55:58+01:00Categories: Nicholas Nickleby|Tags: Emotions, Women| Read More
Poetry’s unnat’ral; no man ever talked poetry ‘cept a beadle on boxin’-day, or Warren’s blackin’, or Rowland’s oil, or some of them low fellows; never you let yourself down to talk poetry. The Circumlocution Office2019-04-27T17:19:25+01:00Categories: The Pickwick Papers|Tags: Poetry| Read More
There’s more of gravy than of grave about you. The Circumlocution Office2022-09-26T16:27:21+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Food, Skepticism| Read More
The beer has reminded me that I forgot. The Circumlocution Office2022-02-21T10:13:43+00:00Categories: The Pickwick Papers|Tags: Alcohol| Read More
Many thousands are in want of common necessaries; hundreds of thousands are in want of common comforts. The Circumlocution Office2022-09-26T16:38:24+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Charity, Poverty| Read More
Bah! Humbug! The Circumlocution Office2022-09-26T16:27:35+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Humbug, Miserly, Misery| Read More
No space of regret can make amends for one life’s opportunity misused. The Circumlocution Office2022-09-26T16:28:14+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Emotions, Regret| Read More
If man you be in heart, not adamant, forbear that wicked cant until you have discovered What the surplus is, and Where it is. Will you decide what men shall live, what men shall die? The Circumlocution Office2022-10-12T19:48:45+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Charity, Destiny| Read More
I have always thought of Christmas time … as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys. The Circumlocution Office2022-12-07T20:16:36+00:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Charity, Christmas| Read More
Old Marley was as dead as a door-nail. The Circumlocution Office2023-01-05T15:50:57+00:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Death| Read More
Men’s courses will foreshadow certain ends, to which, if persevered in, they must lead. But if the courses be departed from, the ends will change. The Circumlocution Office2022-10-09T21:10:59+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Destiny| Read More
I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future. The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. I will not shut out the lessons that they teach! The Circumlocution Office2022-10-09T21:07:35+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Christmas, Honour, Redemption| Read More
Once upon a time—of all the good days in the year, on Christmas Eve—old Scrooge sat busy in his counting-house. It was cold, bleak, biting weather: foggy withal: and he could hear the people in the court outside, go wheezing up and down, beating their hands upon their breasts, and stamping their feet upon the pavement stones to warm them. The Circumlocution Office2022-10-09T20:57:03+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Christmas, Weather| Read More
The cold within him froze his old features, nipped his pointed nose, shrivelled his cheek, stiffened his gait; made his eyes red, his thin lips blue; and spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice. The Circumlocution Office2022-10-09T21:04:52+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Appearance (Person)| Read More
