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Portrait of Booth Tarkington Booth Tarkington The Magnificent Ambersons — Chapter XXX (1918)

For his mother’s immutable silence was surely answering him as Isabel in life would never have answered him, and he was beginning to understand how eloquent the dead can be. They cannot stop their eloquence, no matter how they have loved the living: they cannot choose. And so, no matter in what agony George should cry out, “What else could I have done?”
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Portrait of Booth Tarkington Booth Tarkington The Magnificent Ambersons — Chapter XXX (1918)

So how on earth could she have had anything but a happy life? People that aren’t happy don’t look cheerful all the time, do they? They look unhappy if they are unhappy; that’s how they look! See here”—he faced her challengingly—“do you deny that I did the right thing?”
“Oh, I don’t pretend to judge,” Fanny said soothingly, for his voice and gesture both partook of wildness. “I know you think you did, George.”
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Portrait of Booth Tarkington Booth Tarkington The Magnificent Ambersons — Chapter XXX (1918)

You can’t imagine how things have changed here!”
George gulped painfully before he could speak. “You—you mean to sit there and tell me that if I’d just let things go on—— Oh!” He swung away, walking the floor again. “I tell you I did the only right thing! If you don’t think so, why in the name of heaven can’t you say what else I should have done? It’s easy enough to criticize, but the person who criticizes a man ought at least to tell him what else he should have done!
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