I have learned a deeper appreciation for Charles Dickens over this summer. David Copperfield has become a favorite novel of mine, and I was quite entertained by Nicolas
Nickleby. My favorite quote from Nicolas Nickleby, a very random one, made me laugh a hearty laugh though

I tried to hide it. I am endeared to Dickens' "
buffoons"-- maybe both annoyed and endeared. They provide such a comic relief to the paragraphs that are otherwise filled with relentless hardship.
"You know, there is no
language of vegetables which converts a cucumber into a formal declaration of attachment."
(Mrs.
Nickelby reasoning why her neighbor throws garden vegetables at her)
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