Quote by Charles Dickens

Waste forces within him, and a desert all around, this man stood still on his way across a silent terrace, and saw for a moment, lying in the wilderness before him, a mirage of honourable ambition, self-denial, and perseverance. In the fair city of this vision, there were airy galleries from which the loves and graces looked upon him, gardens in which the fruits of life hung ripening, waters of Hope that sparkled in his sight. A moment and it was gone. Climbing to a high chamber in a well of houses, he threw himself down in his clothes on a neglected bed, and its pillow was wet with wasted tears.

Waste forces within him, and a desert all around, this man s

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This quote portrays a man in a desolate state, surrounded by emptiness and wasted potential. As he reflects on his journey, he catches a glimpse of a mirage, depicting honourable ambitions and virtues like self-denial and perseverance. In this fantastical city, he envisions love, grace, and the promising fruits of life. However, the vision quickly fades, leaving him feeling disheartened. Seeking solace, he retreats to a neglected room, where he succumbs to his despair, shedding tears for the wasted opportunities and unrealized dreams. This quote explores themes of disillusionment, longing, and the pain caused by unfulfilled aspirations.

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