Ocupation: Writer
Life: February 7, 1812 - June 9, 1870
Birthday: February 7
Death: June 9
I want to escape from myself. For when I do start up and stare myself seedily in the face, as happens to be my case at present, my blankness is inconceivable--indescribable--my misery amazing.
source: Charles Dickens, Jenny Hartley (2012). “The Selected Letters of Charles Dickens”, p.321, Oxford University Press
topic: Want, Faces, Misery, Indescribable, Blankness