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After all, according to lyrics he once wrote, “all good cretins go to heaven.”

Decide about it, ye that are learned in the ethnographic distinctions of our race—but heaven defend us from the Bourbonnaises!

And if an earthly father would act thus wisely and thus kindly, "how much more your Father which is in Heaven?"

The expression of his features was calm and composed, and his eyes were raised to heaven with a look of hope and supplication.

A burning crimson flushed over the cheek of Wharton, as Louis uttered this ardent appeal to friendship and to Heaven.

In the state Louis was in, between man's perfidy and woman's wiles, any refuge from the world, seemed a heaven to him.