As to any sense of inequality, or youthfulness, or other difficulty in our way, little Em'ly and I had no such trouble, because we had no future. We made no more provision for growing older, than we did for growing younger.
Charles DickensAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist, Writer
- Nationality: english
- Born: February 7, 1812
- Died: June 9, 1870
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