A Sensible Man Ought To Find Sufficient

I Cannot Love Thee; Thou 'rt Worse Than Thy Brother. Go, Say Thy Prayers, Child, And Ask God's Pardon. I Doubt Thy Mother And I Must Rue That We Ever Reared Thee!

He Turned, As He Spoke, A Peculiar Look In Her Direction, A Look Of Hatred Unless He Has A Most Perverse Set Of Facial Muscles That Will Not, Like Those Of Other People, Interpret The Language Of His Soul.

I Have To Remind Myself To Breathe -- Almost To Remind My Heart To Beat!

Shall Earth No More Inspire Thee, Thou Lonely Dreamer Now?

It Is For God To Punish Wicked People; We Should Learn To Forgive.