He’d always been willing to confess his faults, for, by admitting them, it was as if he made them no longer exist.

“And unless one can observe the guilt and regret of the mourners, surely there i…”

“What do you think? This ought to be the right kind of place for tough guy like …”

“The mill owner's wife persist. 'A dollar, my foot! Fifty cents. That's my last …”

“You don't run out on people; you run out on yourself.”