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“The rippling of the river seemed to cause a correspondent stir in his uneasy reflections. He would have laid them asleep if he could, but they were in movement, like the stream, and all tending one way with a strong current.”

Quote by Charles Dickens

Book:Our Mutual Friend
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Our Mutual Friend

Charles Dickens' 'Our Mutual Friend' is a complex narrative that delves into the lives of various characters connected by a mysterious bequest. The story is set in the bustling streets of Victorian London, where themes of wealth, poverty, and the corrupting influence of money are prominent. Dickens' intricate plot weaves together the fates of different individuals, each with their own struggles and desires, as they navigate the moral and social landscape of the era. more

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Charles Dickens
Charles Dickens

Charles Dickens, a British writer born on February 7, 1812, and died on June 9, 1870, is one of the greatest novelists of the 19th century. Known for his profound social criticism and vivid narrative style, Dickens' works extensively cover social reality, revealing various issues in the British society of the time. more

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