Absolutely, so positively, so almost aggressively truthful Amiable perception, and yet with a sort of remote absence But now I remember that he gets twenty dollars a month Christianity had done nothing to improve morals and conditions Church: "Oh yes, I go! It 'most kills me, but I go" Clemens was sole, incomparable, the Lincoln of our literature Despair broke in laughter Despised the avoidance of repetitions out of fear of tautology Everlasting rock of human credulity and folly Flowers with which we garland our despair in that pitiless hour He was a youth to the end of his days Heroic lies His coming almost killed her, but it was worth it Honest men are few when it comes to themselves It was mighty pretty, as Pepys would say Left him to do what the cat might Lie, of course, and did to save others from grief or harm Liked to find out good things and great things for himself Livy Clemens: the loveliest person I have ever seen Marriages are what the parties to them alone really know Mind and soul were with those who do the hard work of the world Most desouthernized Southerner I ever knew Most serious, the most humane, the most conscientious of men Nearly nothing as chaos could be Never saw a dead man whom he did not envy Never saw a man more regardful of negroes No man ever yet told the truth about himself No man more perfectly sensed and more entirely abhorred slavery Not possible for Clemens to write like anybody else Ought not to call coarse without calling one's self prudish Polite learning hesitated his praise Praised it enough to satisfy the author Reparation due from every white to every black man Shackles of belief worn so long Stupidly truthful The ornament of a house is the friends who frequent it Used to ingratitude from those he helped Vacuous vulgarity Walter-Scotticized, pseudo-chivalry of the Southern ideal We have never ended before, and we do not see how we can end Livy: Well, if you are to be lost, I want to be lost with you What he had done he owned to, good, bad, or indifferent Whether every human motive was not selfish "Wonder why we hate the past so?--"It's so damned humiliating!" A BELATED GUEST [WH#38][whabg10.txt]3391