Mr. Cruncher... always spoke of the year of our Lord as Anna Dominoes: apparently under the impression that the Christian era dated from the invention of a popular game, by a lady who had bestowed her name upon it.
Interpretation
Mr. Cruncher humorously misunderstands the origin of the Christian era, mistaking it for a board game.
In this quote, Charles Dickens presents Mr. Cruncher’s comical confusion as he equates the Christian era with the origin of a game called 'Anna Dominoes.' This misunderstanding reflects the humorous folly of people who misinterpret important cultural references, highlighting both the absurdity and charm of everyday misunderstandings in language and history.
In practice
This quote would be perfect for a discussion about how language can lead to humorous misunderstandings in public speaking.
I recollected one story there was in the village, how that on a certain night in the year (it might be that very night for anything I knew), all the dead people came out of the ground and sat at the heads of their own graves till morning.
A silent look of affection and regard when all other eyes are turned coldly away-the consciousness that we possess the sympathy and affection of one being when all others have deserted us-is a hold, a stay, a comfort, in the deepest affliction, which no wealth could purchase, or power bestow.
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before--more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.
There are not a few among the disciples of charity who require, in their vocation, scarcely less excitement than the votaries of pleasure in theirs.
You might, from your appearance, be the wife of Lucifer,” said Miss Pross, in her breathing. “Nevertheless, you shall not get the better of me. I am an Englishwoman.
Christmas is a poor excuse every 25th of December to pick a man's pockets.
I don't want to die now!" he yelled. "I've still got a headache! I don't want to go to heaven with a headache, I'd be all cross and wouldn't enjoy it!
Too much of anything is bad, but too much Champagne is just right.
If you keep on drinking rum, the world will soon be quit of a very dirty scoundrel!
Cut out all these exclamation points. An exclamation point is like laughing at your own joke.
Those of us that had been up all night were in no mood for coffee and donuts, we wanted strong drink. We were, after all, the cream of the national sporting press.
Isn’t making a smoking section in a restaurant like making a peeing section in a swimming pool?
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