Here you are, fearfully and wonderfully made, and all you think you're made for is just to sit about and take your vittles.

D'you think this world was made for old women to mop about in?
Well, anyhow, you can't help yourselves now--you've _got_ to go on." "I suppose we must," said Redwood.

"Slowly--" "No!" said Cossar, in a huge shout.

"No! Make as much as you can and as soon as you can.

Spread it about!" He was inspired to a stroke of wit.