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If I thought it would help, I would
communicate my sorrows and claim your sympathy. But what does it avail
to unburden oneself? Friends will share our joys, but every man is a
solitary in his griefs. One soon finds that out! One soon realizes the
vanity of all those talks about the consolations of philosophy and the
comforts of religion, doesn't one? I suppose even you have your moments
of dejection?"
"One worries about things now and then. It is perfectly natural, I
daresay."
"Perfectly. We are not stones--least of all persons like yourself. I
would not be at your age again, not for the wealth of Croesus! I
suffered too much. All young people suffer too much; they bear it
silently, like heroes. The eye of youth dilates and distorts the
images. The focussing process is painful. Youth has no norm. It was in
one of my worst fits of despondency, I remember, that my old teacher
gave me certain advice, after I had puzzled it out, did me some good.
In fact, I have acted upon it to this very day; I recall it as plainly
as if he were speaking now.


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