It is strange with how little notice, good, bad, or indifferent, a man may live and die in London. The Circumlocution Office2019-04-16T21:51:04+01:00Categories: Sketches by Boz, Thoughts about People|Tags: Death, London, Loneliness| Read More
There is a numerous class of people in this great metropolis who seem not to possess a single friend, and whom nobody appears to care for. The Circumlocution Office2019-04-16T21:52:26+01:00Categories: Sketches by Boz, Thoughts about People|Tags: London, Loneliness| Read More
He had never known before the strength of the want in his heart for the frequent recognition of a nod, a look, a word; or the immense amount of relief that had been poured into it by drops through such small means. The Circumlocution Office2019-04-04T14:05:31+01:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Isolation, Loneliness, Solitude| Read More
Solitary as an oyster. The Circumlocution Office2020-12-11T21:57:02+00:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Friends, Isolation, Loneliness, Solitude| Read More
He had been for many years, a quiet silent man, associating but little with other men, and used to companionship with his own thoughts. The Circumlocution Office2019-08-15T08:32:14+01:00Categories: Hard Times|Tags: Isolation, Loneliness, Solitude| Read More
