I want to live for something. I don't want to live to get charity food to give me enough strength to go back to get more charity food.

I want to live for something. I don't want to live to get charity food to give me enough strength to go back to get more charity food.

People always think that happiness is a faraway thing … something complicated and hard to get. Yet, what little things can make it up.

There is here, what is not in the old country. In spite of hard, unfamiliar things, there is here - hope. In the old country, a man can be no more than his father, providing he works hard. If his father was a carpenter, he may be a carpenter. He many not be a teacher or a priest. He may rise - but only to his father's state. In the old country, a man is given to the past. Here he belongs to the future. In this land, he may be what he will, if he has the good heart and the way of working honestly at the right things.

The world was hers for the reading.

Suffering is also good, it makes a person rich in charachter.

...the reading, the observing, the living from day to day. It was something that had been born into her and her only - the something different from anyone else in the two families. It was what God or whatever is His equivalent puts into each soul that is given life - the one different thing such as that which makes no two fingerprints on the face of the earth alike.