I know I am a perfect heathen,--Miss Spencer says I am,--but do you think it is so awful for me to want to know these things ?" He permitted his hand to drop upon hers, and she made no motion of displeasure.
"You merely express clearly what thousands feel without the moral courage to utter it.

The saddest part of it all is, the deeper we delve the less we are satisfied in our intellectual natures.

We merely succeed in learning that we are the veriest pygmies.

Men like Mr.
Wynkoop are simply driven back upon faith as a last resort, absolutely baffled by an inpenetrable wall, against which they batter mentally in vain.

They have striven with mystery, only to meet with ignominious defeat.