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“What is the difference? Words are deeds. Do you mean to say that these five minutes in Cornwallis’s rooms have done nothing for you? Will you ever forget you have met me, for instance?”
British self-control suppressed the verb.
It was all very obscure, for the mountains still overshadowed Maurice.
no longer emotional, he glanced at his mind.
he again behaved as he supposed he was supposed to behave—a perilous feat for one who is not dowered with imagination.
He had awoken too late for happiness, but not for strength, and could feel an austere joy, as of a warrior who is homeless but stands fully armed.
He was obliged however to throw over Christianity. Those who base their conduct upon what they are rather than upon what they ought to be, always must throw it over in the end,
but to express the hope was to defeat it.
When love flies it is remembered not as love but as something else. Blessed are the uneducated, who forget it entirely, and are never conscious of folly or pruriency in the past, of long aimless conversations.
