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Oh, I know what you would say if your politeness allowed: 'Why, if bad temper's my object, did I leave the Liberal Club and come here ?' Because, my dear sir, at the Club--though there's plenty--it's of the wrong sort.

I wanted a _religiously_ bad temper, and an intelligent one to boot." "I don't see what religion and bad temper have to do with one another," confessed Mr.Simeon.
"That is because you are a good man, and therefore your religion doesn't matter to you." "But really," Mr.Simeon protested, flushing; "though one doesn't willingly talk of these inmost things, you must allow me to say that my religion is everything to me." "You say that, and believe it.

Religion, you believe, colours all your life, suffuses it with goodness as with a radiance.
But actually, my friend, it is your own good heart that colours and throws its radiance into your religion." 'O lady, we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does Nature live'-- "-- Or religion either.

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