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But With The Increase Of Serious And Just Ground Of Complaint, A New Kind Of Patience Had Sprung Up In Her Mother's Mind. She Was Gentle And Quiet In Intense Bodily Suffering, Almost In Proportion As She Had Been Restless And Depressed When There Had Been No Real Cause For Grief.

If You Dare To Injure Her In The Least, I Will Await You Where No Policeman Can Step In Between. And God Shall Judge Between Us Two.

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 Don't Believe There's A Man In Milton Who Knows How To Sit Still; And It Is A Great Art.

I Wanted To See The Place Where Margaret Grew To What She Is, Even At The Worst Time Of All, When I Had No Hope Of Ever Calling Her Mine.