I Admired In Others The Strength That

My Father, Though, Could Run Very Much Faster. It Was Impossible To Compete With Him On The Grass. But It Was Astonishing How Slow Old People Were. Some Of Them Could Not Run Up A Hill And Called It Trying To Climb Stairs.

When I Was A Little Boy I Did Not, Of Course, Trouble Much About My Appearance.

Those [christians] Had Left To Love On Earth Were Then: Brothers And Sisters In Hatred, Whom They Called Then: Brothers And Sisters In Love.

On The Whole, The World Was Friendly. It Chiefly Depended On Whether One Were Good Or Not.

I Was At Home Then In The World Of Figures, But Not In That Of Values.