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1 Twenty years back, yes; at this time of my life, no.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER IX. The Game Made
2 My daughter, and those dear to her, are far dearer to me than my life.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER IX. The Game Made
3 Upon my life," said Carton, smiling, "I find that easier to comprehend in my own mind, than to convey to yours.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XX. A Plea
4 I see the lives for which I lay down my life, peaceful, useful, prosperous and happy, in that England which I shall see no more.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER XV. The Footsteps Die Out For Ever
5 You were always driving and riving and shouldering and passing, to that restless degree that I had no chance for my life but in rust and repose.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER V. The Jackal
6 Ask me to do anything in my office, putting my head in great extra danger, and I had better trust my life to the chances of a refusal than the chances of consent.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER VIII. A Hand at Cards
7 After having long been in danger of my life at the hands of the village, I have been seized, with great violence and indignity, and brought a long journey on foot to Paris.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXIV. Drawn to the Loadstone Rock
8 But, if my life were not to be still consecrated to you, or if my marriage were so arranged as that it would part us, even by the length of a few of these streets, I should be more unhappy and self-reproachful now than I can tell you.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVII. One Night
9 My friend is dead, my neighbour is dead, my love, the darling of my soul, is dead; it is the inexorable consolidation and perpetuation of the secret that was always in that individuality, and which I shall carry in mine to my life's end.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER III. The Night Shadows