"Every man kills the things that he loves. Some with a look, some with flattery, the coward with a kiss."

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Margaret had always dreaded lest her courage should fail her in any emergency, and she should be proved to be, what she dreaded lest she was--a coward. But now, in this real great time of reasonable fear and nearness of terror, she forgot herself, and felt only an intense sympathy--intense to painfulness--in the interests of the moment.

— Elizabeth Gaskell