Status Updates From Great Expectations

“What a doleful night! How anxious, how dismal, how long! There was an inhospitable smell in the room, of cold soot and hot dust… When I had lain awake a little while, those extraordinary voices with which silence teems, began to make themselves audible. The closet whispered, the fireplace sighed, the little washing-stand ticked, and one guitar-string played occasionally in the chest of drawers.”