I Protest Against Any Absolute Conclusion.

What Should I Do—how Should I Act Now, This Very Day . . . What She Would Resolve To Do That Day Did Not Yet Seem Quite Clear, But Something That She Could Achieve Stirred Her As With An Approaching Murmur Which Would Soon Gather Distinctness.

There's Many A Good Bit O' Work Done With A Sad Heart.

A Good Horse Makes Short Miles.

The Words Of Genius Have A Wider Meaning Than The Thought That Prompted Them.

Ignorance Gives One A Large Range Of Probabilities.