The Sentence Must Also Contain Its Own

The Idea Of God Ends In A Paltry Methodist Meeting-house.

Could Shakespeare Give A Theory Of Shakespeare?

What You Set Your Heart Upon, Surely Shall Be Yours.

My Son, A Perfect Little Boy Of Five Years And Three Months, Had Ended His Earthly Life. You Can Never Sympathize With Me; You Can Never Know How Much Of Me Such A Young Child Can Take Away. A Few Weeks Ago I Accounted Myself A Very Rich Man, And Now The Poorest Of All.

The Beautiful Laws Of Time And Space, Once Dislocated By Our Inaptitude, Are Holes And Dens. If The Hive Be Disturbed By Rash And Stupid Hands, Instead Of Honey, It Will Yield Us Bees.