It was rather a difficult job scrambling back to life, and sometimes I am inclined to think it was a great deal of cry for very little wool.
“We atheists,” he went on fiercely, “understand that if a man has a thing to bear, he must bear it as best he can; and if he sinks under it—why, so much the worse for him. But a Christian comes whining to his God, or his saints; or, if they won’t help him, to his enemies—he can always find a back to shift his burdens on to.