One can always bear what is right.

“It was a lovely church - one of those places which look as though God might be …”

“What about you, Ellen?' he asked. 'What does music mean to you?'It was a while …”

“It was a heavenly summer, the summer in which France fell and the British Exped…”

“For an instant she felt his touch on her cheek then he stepped back. There that…”