Charles Dickens

Нет на свете обмана хуже, чем самообман.

“This is wery liberal on your part, Pip, ” said Joe, “and it is as such received and grateful welcome, though never looked for, far nor near, nor nowheres. And now, old chap,” said Joe, conveying to me a sensation, first of burning and then of freezing, for I felt as if that familiar expression were applied

It was no great gift, for there was mighty little wine left; but Signor Cavalletto, jumping to his feet, received the bottle gratefully, turned it upside down at his mouth, and smacked his lips.

And she had a disagreeable consciousness of not appearing to imply that it had been an overpowering pleasure.

stages of elaboration and decay

Тебе ли решать, кто из людей должен жить, а кто – умереть? Быть может, ты сам в глазах небесного судии куда менее достоин жизни, нежели миллионы таких, как ребенок этого бедняка. О боже! Какая-то букашка, пристроившись на былинке, выносит приговор своим голодным собратьям за то, что их так много расплодилось и копошится в пыли!

Смерть, пожар и грабеж делают всех равными.