A Tale of Two Cities

The whole jury, as a jury of dogs empanelled to try the deer.

Three more birthdays of little Lucie had been woven by the golden thread into the peaceful tissue of the life of her home.

There were soldiers to guard it, but not many; the were officers to guard the soldiers, but no one of them new what his men would do - beyond this: that it would probably not be what he was ordered.

Mr. Cruncher had not particular meaning in these sulky corroborations, but made use of them, as people not unfrequently do, to express general ironical dissatisfaction.

They spoke low, as people watching and waiting mostly do; as people in a dark room, watching and waiting for Lightning, always do.

The sort of interest with which this man was stared and breathed at, was not the sort that elevated humanity.

... was a choice illustration of the precept, that "Whatever is is right"; an aphorism that would be as final as it is lazy , did it not include the troublesome consequence that nothing that ever was, was wrong.

Because he lived so long, locked up, that he would be frightened - rave - tear himself to pieces - die -...- if his door was left open

Мистер Кренчер был чем-то сильно расстроен; так по крайней мере подумал его сын, судя по тому, что отец держал жену за уши и стукал ее затылком об изголовье кровати.
– Я тебе говорил, что узнаю, вот и узнал, – говорил мистер Кренчер.
– Джерри! Джерри! Джерри! – умоляющим голосом стонала его жена.

– Все, что мы делаем, делается не понапрасну. Я всей душой верю, что мы будем участвовать в победе и сами увидим торжество. Но если бы и не случилось этого, если бы я наверное знала, что до этого не доживу, только покажи мне аристократа или тирана, дай только добраться до его шеи, и я…
Тут мадам Дефарж стиснула зубы и с такой силой затянула узелок, что страшно было на нее смотреть.