It is because they see a very little distance.
In my own thoughts, if ever I do think of myself, it is as a builder, not as a destroyer, that I picture myself.

Only in this world, as in any other, one must destroy first to build upon a sound foundation." "Good reasoning, sir," Lord Armley replied, "only one should be very sure, before one destroys, that the new order of things will be worthy of the sacrifice." "After dinner," Mr.Foley remarked, as he lit a cigarette, "we are going to talk.

At present, Maraton is under a solemn promise to play tennis." Maraton looked towards the house.
"If I might be allowed," he said, "I will go and put on my flannels.
Lady Elisabeth is making up a set, I think." He turned towards the house.

The two men stood watching him.
"Is he to be bought ?" Lord Armley asked, in a low tone.
Mr.Foley shook his head.
"Not with money or place," he answered thoughtfully.
"There isn't a man breathing who hasn't his price, if you could only discover what it is," Lord Armley declared, as he took a cigarette from his case and lit it.
"A truism, my friend," Mr.Foley admitted, "which I have always considered a little nebulous.

However, we shall see.