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Once, I remember, Father Abbot said that our purpose is justice, and with God lies the privilege of mercy. But even God, when he intends mercy, needs tools to his hand.

God does indeed forbid," said Radulfus drily, "that we should make more of our virtues or our failings than is due. More than your due you shall not have of, neither praise nor blame. For

was there in the hut, together with her cloak and habit. And hidden! And she taken away from that place

Luck is everything... My good luck in life was to be a really frightened person. I'm fortunate to be a coward, to have a low threshold of fear, because a hero couldn't make a good suspense film.

I have a perfect cure for a sore throat: cut it.

The only unnatural sexual act is that which you cannot perform.

then First Lord of the Admiralty, stating that the government desired the expedition to go on.

and because of the shortage of blubber for fuel to melt ice into water

and placed his revolver close to its head. Death was instantaneous.

Unless there was a radical change in the northerly movement of the pack

I have a great many opinions about writing, but I'm afraid that all of them are unprintable

Give us long rest or death, dark death or dreamful ease.

Dan Chaucer, the first warbler, whose sweet breathPreluded those melodious bursts that fillThe spacious times of great ElizabethWith sounds that echo still.

Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 'tis early morn:Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the bugle horn.

Dosn't thou 'ear my 'erse's legs, as they canters awaäy?Proputty, proputty, proputty—that's what I 'ears 'em saäy.

I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.

Now lies the Earth all Danaë to the stars,And all thy heart lies open unto me.

"Tirra lirra," by the riverSang Sir Lancelot.

O Swallow, Swallow, flying, flying South,Fly to her, and fall upon her gilded eaves,And tell her, tell her, what I tell to thee.

Music that gentlier on the spirit lies,Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes.

It must be admitted that there is a degree of instability which is inconsistent with civilization. But, on the whole, the great ages have been unstable ages.

Necessity is the mother of invention" is a silly proverb. "Necessity is the mother of futile dodges" is much nearer the truth.

Christianity is the mother of science.

Outlawed, but not alone, for Love Is outlawed, too. You cannot banish us, proud world: We banish you.