Give Me Something Huge To

It's All In The Day's Work, As The Huntsman Said When The Lion Ate Him.

Do Noble Things, Not Dream Them All Day Long.

For To Be Discontented With The Divine Discontent, And To Be Ashamed With The Noble Shame, Is The Very Germ And First Upgrowth Of All Virtue.

Now, To Tell My Story--if Not As It Ought To Be Told, At Least As I Can Tell It,--i Must Go Back Sixteen Years, To The Days When Whitbury Boasted Of Forty Coaches Per Diem, Instead Of One Railway, And Set Forth How In Its Southern Suburb, There Stood Two Pleasant House Side By Side, With Their Gardens Sloping Down To The Whit, And Parted From Each Other Only By The High Brick Fruit-wall, Through Which There Used To Be A Door Of Communication; For The Two Occupiers Were Fast Friends.

I Do Not Want Merely To Possess A Faith, I Want A Faith That Possesses Me.