the sight of me is good for sore eyes
A friendly swarry, consisting of a boiled leg of mutton with the usual trimmings.
It came like magic in a pint bottle; it was not ecstasy but it was comfort.
A new heart for a New Year, always!
There is nothing so strong or safe in an emergency of life as the simple truth
I positively adore Miss Dombey; – I-I am perfectly sore with loving her.
Our love had begun in folly, and ended in madness!
The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.
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