A Tale of Two Boxes
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
(My 10th grade English teacher would have had a cow over this LONG sentence)
Ok, so that is the opening to Charles Dickens "A Tale of Two Cities". This is a tale of two boxes. One that I just got a week ago and one I got in FEBRUARY!