Logic Ignores The Almost, Just

Large, Heavy, Ragged Black Clouds Hung Like Crape Hammocks Beneath The Starry Cope Of The Night. You Would Have Said That They Were The Cobwebs Of The Firmament.

Women Are More Credulous Than Men.

The Ox Suffers, The Cart Complains.

Is It Not When The Fall Is The Lowest That Charity Ought To Be The Greatest?

A Smile Is The Same As Sunshine; It Banishes Winter From The Human Countenance.