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“What do you mean, Phib?" asked Miss Squeers, looking in her own little glass, where, like most of us, she saw - not herself, but the reflection of some pleasant image in her own brain.”

Quote by Charles Dickens

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Nicholas Nickleby

Charles Dickens' 'Nicholas Nickleby' is a classic novel that delves into the harsh realities of 19th-century English society. The story revolves around the protagonist, Nicholas Nickleby, as he navigates through various challenges, including his family's financial struggles and the corrupt world of education. The novel is renowned for its vivid portrayal of social issues and its memorable characters, offering readers a glimpse into the lives of the poor and the wealthy alike. 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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