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“Because,” he said, “I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you…it is as if I had string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. …I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapped; and then I’ve a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly.”
— Jun 24, 2026 05:06PM
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Micah Webber
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And then I strangled a new-born agony—a deformed thing which I could not persuade myself to own and rear—and ran on.
— Jun 19, 2026 08:38PM
Micah Webber
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Feeling without judgment is a washy draught indeed; but judgment untempered by feeling is too bitter and husky a morsel for human deglutition.
— Jun 18, 2026 07:10PM
Micah Webber
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“Sir,” I answered, “a wanderer’s repose or a sinner’s reformation should never depend on a fellow-creature. Men and women die; philosopher’s falter in wisdom, and Christian’s in goodness: if anyone you know has suffered and erred, let him look higher than his equals for strength to amend and solace to heal.”
— Jun 14, 2026 07:57PM
Micah Webber
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“Your brow professes to say ‘I can live alone, if self-respect and circumstances require me so to do. I need not sell my soul to buy bliss. I have an inward treasure born with me, which can keep me alive if all extraneous delights should be withheld, or offered only at a price I cannot afford to give.’“
— Jun 13, 2026 03:50AM
Micah Webber
is on page 202 of 532
[H]is attention was riveted on them, … I might gaze without being observed, … my eyes were drawn involuntarily to his face. I looked, and had an acute pleasure in looking—a precious yet poignant pleasure; pure gold, with a steely point of agony: a pleasure like what the thirst-perishing man might feel who knows the well to which he has crept is poisoned, yet stoops and drinks divine draughts nevertheless.
— Jun 08, 2026 07:03PM
Micah Webber
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When once more alone, I reviewed the information I had got; looked into my heart, examined its thoughts and feelings, and endeavoured to bring back with a strict hand such as had been straying through imagination’s boundless and trackless waste, into the safe fold of common sense.
— Jun 08, 2026 06:05PM
Micah Webber
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Till morning dawned I was tossed on a buoyant but unquiet sea, where billows of trouble rolled under surges of joy. I thought sometimes I saw beyond its wild waters a shore, sweet as the hills of Beulah; and now and then a freshening gale, wakened by hope, bore my spirit triumphantly towards the bourne: but I could not reach it, even in fancy—a counteracting breeze blew off land, and continually drove me back.
— Jun 05, 2026 08:23PM
Micah Webber
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I could not help it; the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes. Then my sole relief was to walk along the corridor of the third story, backwards and forwards, safe in the silence and solitude of the spot, and allow my mind’s eye to dwell on whatever bright visions rose before it—and, certainly, they were many and glowing; to let my heart be heaved by the exultant movement . . .
— Jun 04, 2026 06:14AM
Micah Webber
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“‘…and God waits only the separation of spirit from flesh to crown us with a full reward. Why, then, should we ever sink overwhelmed with distress, when life is so soon over, and death is so certain an entrance to happiness - to glory?’
I was silent: Helen had calmed me; but in the tranquillity she imparted there was an alloy of inexpressible sadness. I felt the impression of woe as she spoke…”
— Jun 02, 2026 05:16AM
I was silent: Helen had calmed me; but in the tranquillity she imparted there was an alloy of inexpressible sadness. I felt the impression of woe as she spoke…”
Micah Webber
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“‘Is he a good man?’
‘He is a clergyman, and is said to do a great deal of good.’”
— May 24, 2026 10:12AM
‘He is a clergyman, and is said to do a great deal of good.’”
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The vehemence of emotion, stirred by grief and love within me, was claiming mastery, and struggling for full sway, and asserting a right to predominate, to overcome, to live, rise, and reign at last: yes—and to speak.
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But joy soon effaced every other feeling; and loud as the wind blew, near and deep as the thunder crashed, fierce and frequent as the lightning gleamed, cataract-like as the rain fell during a storm of two hours’ duration, I experienced no fear and little awe…. Little Adele came running in to tell me that the great horse-chestnut at the bottom of the orchard had been struck by lightning in the night, and half of it split away.
