Ibelieve that people should have to use controlled  fires for multiple reasons. one of the reasons would  have to be, because sometimes people who make fires forget about them and then they turn into big huge wild fires. although people say that they will remember to put them out they  tend to never  remember because  they get to drinking and partying and then go  to bed  and forget about them which could lead to big horrible things. so i will always believe that people should use controlled fires for many reasons. the results are not always positive and could cause a lot of damage. some people don't really care about what happens  but i believe that people should  be more aware of what is going on around them. 

Select the contred text in the passage which sentence in this excerpt from john galsworthy's narrative essay "gone" reflects his view that there is no afterlife? an old woman and mrs. herd's sister were in the sitting-room, they showed us to the crazy, narrow stairway. though we lived distant but four hundred yards of a crows flight, we had never seen mrs. herd before, for that is the way of things in this land of minding one's own business a slight dark girlish-looking woman, almost quite refined away, and with those eyes of the dying, where the spirit is coming through, as it only does when it knows that al is over except just the passing. she lay in a double bed with clean white sheets. a white-washed room, so low that the ceiling almost touched our heads, some flowers in a bow, the small lattice window open. though it was hot in there, it was better far than the rooms of most families in towns, living on a wage of twice as much, for here was no sign of defeat in decency or cleanliness. in her face, as in poor herd's, was that same strange minging of resigned despair and almost eager appeal, so terrible to disappoint. yet, trying not to disappoint it, one felt guilty of treachery: what was the good, the kindness in making this poor bird flutter still with hope against the bars, when fast prison had so surely closed in round her? but what else could we do? we could not give her those glib assurances that naive souls make so easily to others concerning their after state. and the night was so beautiful, so utterly glamourously beautiful, with its star-flowers, and its silence and its trees clothed in moonlight. all was tranquil as a dream of sleep. but it was long before our hearts wandering with poor herd, would let us remember that she had slipped away into so beautiful a dream

Write a sentence using a gerund phrase with a pronoun subject.

Brainliest 98 points it’s so fragile even just saying its name can break it. what is it?