Monday, January 10, 2011

Daily Dose

From The Making of Charles Dickens, by Christopher Hibbert


"On occasions there seemed to be something almost feverish about the pace at which Dickens led his life, the burning excitable energy that was bursting to be released. Years before, he had amazed the Hogarths by leaping through their drawing-room window dressed as a sailor, whistling the tune of a hornpipe as he danced in front of them, and then jumping out again, to appear gravely at the front door a few moments later as though nothing untoward had happened."

From Chapter 11

1 comment:

  1. OMG that made me laugh aloud. Everyone's staring at me now.