Charles Dickens - Oliver Twist (1838)

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Love, though said to be afflicted with blindness, is a vigilant watchman.

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Do you want to be a gentleman, to spite her or to gain her over? Because, if it is to spite her, I should think - but you know best - that might be better and more independently done by caring nothing for her words. And if it is to gain her over, I should think - but you know best - she was not worth gaining over.

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Affery, like greater people, had always been right in her facts, and always wrong in the theories she deduced from them.

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"Hard," replied the Dodger. "As nails," added Charley Bates.

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She had gained a reputation for beauty, and (which is often another thing) was beautiful.

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I only know two sorts of boys. Mealy boys, and beef-faced boys.

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There's light enough for wot I've got to do.

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If its individual citizens, to a man, are to be believed, it always is depressed, and always is stagnated, and always is at an alarming crisis, and never was otherwise; though as a body, they are ready to make oath upon the Evangelists, at any hour of the day or night, that it is the most thriving and prosperous of all countries on the habitable globe.

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It is because I think so much of warm and sensitive hearts, that I would spare them from being wounded.

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My heart is set, as firmly as ever heart of man was set on woman. I have no thought, no view, no hope, in life beyond her; and if you oppose me in this great stake, you take my peace and happiness in your hands, and cast them to the wind.

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A tranquil summer sunset shone upon him as he approached the end of his walk, and passed through the meadows by the river side. He had that sense of peace, and of being lightened of a weight of care, which country quiet awakens in the breasts of dwellers in towns.

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But the words she spoke of Mrs Harris, lambs could not forgive... nor worms forget.

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