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"...the music has a still quality stern and implacable, deliberate and without passion so much as immolation, pleading, asking, for not love, not life, forbidding it to others, demanding in sonorous tones death as though death were the boon, like all Protestant music." (p. 347)

"'I'm not ready to pray yet,' she said aloud, quietly, rigid, soundless, her eyes wide open, while the moon poured into the window, filling the room with something cold and irrevocable and wild with regret. 'Don't make me have to pray yet. Dear God, let me damned a little longer, a little while.'" (p. 250)

Responsibilities feel their cruelest when there is so little remaining of a good book!!!!!

"I am no bird, and no net ensnares me...."

"'Sir,' I answered, 'a wanderer's repose or a sinner's reformation should never depend on a fellow-creature. Men and women die; philosophers falter in wisdom, and Christians in goodness; if any one you know has suffered and erred, let him look higher than his equals for strength to amend and solace to heal."

"If all the world hated you, and believed you wicked, while your own conscience approved you, and absolved you from guilt, you would not be without friends.... The sovereign Hand that created your frame, and put life into it, has provided you with other resources than your feeble self, or than creatures feeble as you."