| If Sydney Carton ever shone anywhere, he certainly never shone in the house of Doctor Manette. Many times he would be wandering near their house at sunrise, and often he would still be there when the first rays of sun hit the church steeple and tall buildings. |
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 | These quiet mornings make me think happy thoughts, the ones I forget about during the rest of the day. | |
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| From being irresolute and purposeless, his feet became animated by an intention, and, in the working out of that intention, they took him to the Doctor’s door.He was shown up-stairs, and found Lucie at her work, alone. |
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| I know I look sick. I live an unhealthy lifestyle, Miss Manette. What can you expect from someone as decadent as I am. | |
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| Wouldn’t it be better to live a better life? Why not change the way you live? | |
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| He covered his eyes with his hand. The table trembled as he cried on it silently. Seeing his sorrow, she cries for him, pale and shaking. He is filled with misery and self-loathing |
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| It is too late for that. Please forgive me, Miss Manette. I’m crying because of what I’m about to say to you. Will you listen to me? My whole life has been a missed opportunity... | |
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| If it will make you happy, Mr. Carton, I would be glad to. | |
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