Some folks were meant to be on top an' some at bottom, for t'otherwise God Almighty wouldn't have put 'em thar.
Abel is like Sarah, only his generation is different." "Do you really think he's like his mother ?" asked Molly a little wistfully.
"As haw is like haw.

They're both bent on doin' the Lord's job over again an' doin' it better, an' thar manner of goin' to work would be to melt up human natur an' pour it all into the same pattern.

It ain't never entered Sarah's head that you can't fit the same religion to every man any mo' than you can the same pair of breeches.

The big man takes the big breeches an' the little man takes the small ones, an' it's jest the same with religion.

It may be cut after one pattern, but it's mighty apt to get its shape from the wearer inside.