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rozk ([personal profile] rozk) wrote2007-04-13 03:41 pm

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There is a quotation from Dickens which I am trying to remember, most probably from Great Expectations or Little Dorrit which is all about how there are people coming towards us and we are moving towards them and we will have effects on them, and they have purposes connected with us, of which we know nothing until after things have happened.

Can anyone place the reference? I would like to include it in my Nip/Tuck essay because I am making some analogies between the hyper-realism of Ryan Murphy and Dickens.

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[identity profile] missedith01.livejournal.com 2007-04-13 02:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Sort of reminds me of the rushing wind and the lodestone rock in Tale of Two Cities, but I suspect you mean something else entirely!

[identity profile] fuzzylilbatgrrl.livejournal.com 2007-04-13 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Have you tried putting quotes around small snippets (two or three words you're sure follow each other) that you actually remember and googling along with "Charles Dickens", with or without the title from which you think it most likely comes? Embarrassingly, I end up googling song lyrics by unknown artists for my parents regularly, and I have tremendous success using the most pedestrian google searches.


The last Dicken s I read was Bleak House, and that even sounds familiar in conjunction with that book. Perhaps it's one of those themes that crops up in nearly every Dickens?

Pieces.

[identity profile] pennski.livejournal.com 2007-04-13 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
I know/ knew "Great Expectations" really well and don't recognise it from there, if that helps.

Obligatory ignoramus comment

[identity profile] smallship1.livejournal.com 2007-04-13 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't suppose it goes on "and one of them wears a peculiar leather jacket and sounds as if he comes from the North"...

I don't know. I may actually read some Dickens some day...

[identity profile] readwrite.livejournal.com 2007-04-25 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Seems to me there's passage somewhere in Proust, quite possibly in the "Overture" to Swann's Way, about some people being like a train approaching, tiny and on the horizon at first, then getting bigger, till they're roaring down upon you. But it may be my imagination.

[identity profile] rozk.livejournal.com 2007-04-25 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
I think you are right, and I am almost certain that, when I read it, I instantly thought of the Dickens quotation I am looking for, and realized that Proust was echoing it.