“Eski Marshalsea Hapishanesi'nin kapisindan ilk giriste gordukleri, coktandir mezarda gomulu nice goze cok da kasvetli gelmemistir: Zira umutsuzluk,felaketin ilk zalim saldirisina nadiren eslik eder. Sinanmamis arkadasliklara hala guvenir insan; mutlu gunlerinde dostlarin ihtiyac duyulmazken bol keseden sundukları hizmetleri hatirlar; mutlu tecrubesizliginden oturu henuz umudunu yitirmemistir ve ilk sokun altinda ne kadar egilse de hayal kirikligi ve ihmallerin samyeli altinda boynu bukulene kadar o umut, yureginde kisa bir sure yeniden canlanir. Yine o ayni gozler ne kadar da cabuk, acliktan kadidi cikmis, kapali tutulmaktan rengi kacmis yuzlerde derin goz cukurlarından dunyaya bakar hale gelirlerdi, tahliye umudu ve ozgurluk beklentisinden kulliyen mahrum borclularin hapiste curudugunu soylemenin mecaz yerine gecmedigi o gunlerde!” Charles Dickens, Mister Pickwick'in Seruvenleri
“Many eyes, that have long since been closed in the grave, have looked round upon that scene lightly enough, when entering the gate of the old Marshalsea Prison for the first time; for despair seldom comes with the first severe shock of misfortune. A man has confidence in untried friends, he remembers the many offers of service so freely made by his boon companions when he wanted them not; he has hope — the hope of happy inexperience — and however he may bend beneath the first shock, it springs up in his bosom, and flourishes there for a brief space, until it droops beneath the blight of disappointment and neglect. How soon have those same eyes, deeply sunken in the head, glared from faces wasted with famine, and sallow from confinement, in days when it was no figure of speech to say that debtors rotted in prison, with no hope of release, and no prospect of liberty!”
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