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Cry! on the day of Roger's first back-coming! absurd! And yet now the morning is still quite young, and I have wept abundantly. I am always rather good at crying. Tears with me do not argue any very profound depth of affliction. My tears have always been somewhat near my eyes, a fact well known to the boys, whom my pearly drops always leave as stolid and unfeeling as they found them.
Whether it be an oxide or a carbonate, or some salt that is formed by the combustion, I am not chemist enough to know, but I saw man after man relieved by this application. Even the scoffer was convinced there was merit in the treatment, though stoutly protesting that "them letters" had nothing to do with it; which nobody took the trouble to argue with him.
There are some millions of people who believe in it which would argue some small basis of truth to start with. On the other hand, the extraordinary credulity of these people is to be taken into account." "You mean they are those bereaved and anxious to believe?" "Precisely. Again, speaking generally, I find few things impossible in this world of mystery.
They may argue that the disposition of events is such that prosperity will attend a virtuous life, and adversity a vicious one a proposition they may prove by pointing to the normal course of affairs, and by asserting the existence of a special Providence in behalf of the good in the present world, and of rewards and punishments in the future.
'You are like Lord Bacon, Gerald, he said. 'You argue it like a lawyer or like Hamlet's to-be-or-not-to-be. If I were you I would NOT marry: but ask Gudrun, not me. You're not marrying me, are you? Gerald did not heed the latter part of this speech. 'Yes, he said, 'one must consider it coldly. It is something critical.
Her fingers closed over his sleeve; her hold was beseeching. "I can't argue with you, Noel," she said. "But I know it is true. You see, I was there." He stared at her in stupefaction. "Olga, I can't believe it!" "It is true," she said again. "But " Noel began to waver in spite of himself "if you were there, you must have known all along!" Her brows drew into the old lines of perplexity.
It was fated then that you should destroy me." "Destroy you?" "Yes. What's the good of what lies between us? You've destroyed me. That's why you want to get rid of me. Your instinct tells you the work is done, and you're right. But you must stick to the wreckage. After all, it's your wreckage." "No. A man can only destroy himself," she said, with cold defiance. "Don't let's argue about it.
It was one and the same infinite love, when it preserved Noah in the ark, when it turned Sodom into a burning lake, and overwhelmed Pharaoh in the Red Sea. If God did not chastise sin, that lenience would argue that He was not all love and goodness towards man.
The publican tried to argue it out with him. He said you couldn't place a kangaroo-dog second in a horse-race. Then the publican called the judge a cow. The judge was willing; a rip, tear, and chew fight ensued, which lasted some time. The judge won. Fifteen protests were lodged against our win, but we didn't worry about that we had laid the stewards a bit to nothing.
What a triumph would her obstinacy go away with, to delegate her commands, not as from a prison, as she called it, but as from her throne, to her elders and betters; and to her father and mother too! Amazing, perfectly amazing, that any body could argue upon such a proposal as this! It was a master-stroke of finesse It was ME in perfection! Surely my uncle Harlowe will never again be so taken in!
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