I will live in the past, the present, and the future. The spirits of all three shall strive within me.

For though we are perpetually bragging of it as our safety, it is nothing but a poor fringe on the mantle of the upper.

He did each single thing as if he did nothing else.

Heaven suits the back to the burden.

The very dogs were all asleep, and the flies, drunk with moist sugar in the grocer's shop, forgot their wings and briskness, and baked to death in dusty corners of the window.

" ... It is not my desire to wound the feelings of any person with whom I am connected in family bonds. I may be a hypocrite," said Mr. Pecksniff, cuttingly, "but I am not a brute."

Did it ever strike you on such a morning as this that drowning would be happiness and peace?