Chadband Monologue

” ‘My friends,’ says he, ‘what is this which we now behold as being spread before us? Refreshment. Do we need refreshment then, my friends? We do. And why do we need refreshment, my friends? Because we are but mortal, because we are but sinful, because we are but of this Earth, because we are not of the air. Can we fly, my friends? We cannot. Why can not we fly, my friends?’

Mr. Snagsby, presuming on the success of his last point, ventures to observe in a cheerful and rather knowing tone, ‘No wings.’ But is immediately frowned down by Mrs. Snagsby.”

– Charles Dickens, Bleak House

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