As in the quote I posted, there's this powerful, sympathetic evocation of how the world appears differently depending on your emotions—probably especially vividly when you're a child.I love this bit which occurs not long before:
And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity in all the glittering multitude.
The mist was heavier yet when I got out upon the marshes, so that instead of my running at everything, everything seemed to run at me. This was very disagreeable to a guilty mind. The gates and dykes and banks came bursting at me through the mist, as if they cried as plainly as could be, "A boy with Somebody-else's pork pie! Stop him!" The cattle came upon me with like suddenness, staring out of their eyes, and steaming out of their nostrils, "Holloa, young thief!" One black ox, with a white cravat on - who even had to my awakened conscience something of a clerical air - fixed me so obstinately with his eyes, and moved his blunt head round in such an accusatory manner as I moved round, that I blubbered out to him, "I couldn't help it, sir! It wasn't for myself I took it!" Upon which he put down his head, blew a cloud of smoke out of his nose, and vanished with a kick-up of his hind-legs and a flourish of his tail.
i cant even remember who magwitch is nowReading through this thread and all the quotes mainly luka's posting have made me think i should be reading dickens
Ha! We tried the book club. It wasn’t super successful. I remember really enjoying the Austerlitz read together but then they chose a truly awful book which was utterly unreadable. @IdleRich was always really good at posting in the book club.@jenks will you lead us?
it will just be you and jenks and jenks will finish it in an afternoon, you'll get bogged down, feel your enthusiasm wane, get half way through after weeks of thankless, heavy slogging, and give up. that's the quintessential dickens experience.Let’s do it - let’s start with great expectations. Just like you would do with your classes
No fuck up I will finish for my father jenksit will just be you and jenks and jenks will finish it in an afternoon, you'll get bogged down, feel your enthusiasm wane, get half way through after weeks of thankless, heavy slogging, and give up. that's the quintessential dickens experience.
Love me Oliver love me!!!!!!!and with craner loftily sneering from the sidelines
looking down his nose at us cos we didn't study english literature at Yorkshires prestigious Leeds University.