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'Beg your pardon, sir,' said Mr. Weller, senior, taking off his hat, 'I hope you've no fault to find with Sammy, Sir?' 'None whatever,' said Mr. Pickwick. 'Wery glad to hear it, sir,' replied the old man; 'I took a good deal o' pains with his eddication, sir; let him run in the streets when he was wery young, and shift for hisself. It's the only
... See moreCHARLES DICKENS • THE PICKWICK PAPERS (illustrated, complete, and unabridged)
“Well, it ain’t his folks paying your bills, I don’t have to be a detective to know that.” Althea puts her hands behind her head and stretches, jutting out a truly mammoth bosom that shades half her desk.
Stephen King • Holly

Poor John Field!—I trust he does not read this, unless he will improve by it—thinking to live by some derivative old-country mode in this primitive new country—to catch perch with shiners. It is good bait sometimes, I allow. With his horizon all his own, yet he a poor man, born to be poor, with his inherited Irish poverty or poor life, his Adam’s
... See moreHenry David Thoreau • Walden (AmazonClassics Edition)
Hank talks to me the same way Jenny talks to her dog.
Chuck Palahniuk • Make Something Up
He was a nightmare of unmeaning idiocy.
G. K. Chesterton • The G. K. Chesterton Collection [50 Books]
Newman, with his pen behind his ear, sat, stiff and immovable, on his stool, regarding the father and son by turns with a broad stare.
