“My life has been like all the lives, long and hard and full of sadness and confusion and horror, a frightening, difficult dream punctuated by brief moments of joy. And as is the case with all people's lives, the moments of joy are never often enough and never long enough.”
“I never was in such a horrid office . . . It's not very nice to be where people are being swindled all day long, is it?”
“forever can never be long enough for me to feel that i've had long enough with you”
“For good or evil, these waifs on the great stream of London life had drifted together; how long the current should continue thus to bear them side by side- how long, indeed, they should float on the surface of the stream at all, was a question with which for the time being, they did not very much trouble themselves.”
“As long as the sun rose each day, as long as they could behold it, there life was secure.”