But I Was Right. I Think That

God Has Made Us So That We Must Be Mutually Dependent. We May Ignore Our Own Dependence, Or Refuse To Acknowledge That Others Depend Upon Us In More Respects Than The Payment Of Weekly Wages; But The Thing Must Be, Nevertheless. Neither You Nor Any Other Master Can Help Yourselves. The Most Proudly Independent Man Depends On Those Around Him For Their Insensible Influence On His Character - His Life.

I Daresay It Seems Foolish; Perhaps All Our Earthly Trials Will Appear Foolish To Us After A While; Perhaps They Seem So Now To Angels. But We Are Ourselves, You Know, And This Is Now, Not Some Time To Come, A Long, Long Way Off. And We Are Not Angels, To Be Comforted By Seeing The Ends For Which Everything Is Sent.

I Dare Not Hope. I Never Was Fainthearted Before; But I Cannot Believe Such A Creature Cares For Me.

He Loved Her, And Would Love Her; And Defy Her, And This Miserable Bodily Pain.

It Is Bad To Believe You In Error. It Would Be Infinitely Worse To Have Known You A Hypocrite.