It Is A Melancholy Truth That Even

Mr Jarndyce, And Prevented His Going Any Farther, When He Had Remarked That There Were Two Classes Of Charitable People: One, The People Who Did A Little And Made A Great Deal Of Noise; The Other, The People Who Did A Great Deal And Made No Noise At All.

The Cramped Monotony Of My Existence Grinds Me Away By The Grain.

If The World Go Wrong, It Was, In Some Off-hand Manner, Never Meant To Go Right.

The Habit Of Paying Compliments Kept A Man's Tongue Oiled Without Any Expense.

I Am Light As A Feather, I Am As Happy As An Angel, I Am As Merry As A Schoolboy