Quotation added by staff
A prison taint was on everything there. The imprisoned air, the imprisoned light, the imprisoned damps, the imprisoned men, were all deteriorated by confinement. As the captive men were faded and haggard, so the iron was rusty, the stone was slimy, the wood was rotten, the air was faint, the light was dim. Like a well, like a vault, like a tomb, the prison had no knowledge of the brightness outside; and would have kept its polluted atmosphere intact, in one of the spice islands of the Indian Ocean.Dickens, Charles
Source: CHARLES DICKENS, Little Dorrit, ed. Harvey P. Sucksmith, book 1, chapter 1, pp. 2, 5 . First published 18551857. · This quote is about uncategorised · Search on Google Books to find all references and sources for this quotation.
- Nobody has bookmarked this quote yet.
More on the author
This quote around the web
Search Quotations Book