I agreed with George, and suggested that we should seek out some retired and old-world spot, far from the madding crowd, and dream away a sunny week among its drowsy lanes ― some half-forgotten nook, hidden away by the fairies, out of reach of the noisy world ― some quaint-perched eyrie on the cliffs of Time, from whence the surging waves of the nineteenth century would sound far-off and faint.
― Jerome Klapka Jerome, Three Men in a Boat (To Say Nothing of the Dog), Chapter One
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