It's the life-risk a million times larger all over again--success or
failure, punishment or peace."
"That's better than what happened to the match you threw into the
fender--extinction."
"I want to believe. Mr. Osborne, I wish to speak with honesty. I feel
the need to believe. If you can make me believe, you'll do me a great
service."
"The service will be done, but it won't be I who does it."
"I want to be saved. I want the day when you can tell me I have gained
everlasting salvation."
"The day will come; but it will not be my voice that tells you."
Mr. Osborn got up to fetch one of the six shabby volumes, and when he
had returned to his chair he went on talking.
"What you should do is to take things quietly. You are a fine
specimen, Mr. Dale, muscularly; but your nerves aren't quite so grand
as your muscles." He said this just as doctors talk to patients, and
as if Dale had been speaking of his bodily health. "Don't worry--and
don't hurry. And I'd like to read you a passage here, to set your
thoughts on the right line.... Well, well, I fancied I'd put a
paper-mark. I shall only garble it if I try to quote from memory. It
was Doctor Clifford, speaking about Jesus at our last Autumn Assembly.
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