Among the delights of Summer were picnics to the woods.

I was at home then in the world of figures, but not in that of values.

I admired in others the strength that I lacked myself.

I came into the world two months too soon, I was in such a hurry.

The Danish glee: the national version of cheerfulness.

But my doubt would not be overcome. Kierkegaard had declared that it was only to the consciousness of sin that Christianity was not horror or madness. For me it was sometimes both.

Poor is the power of the lead that becomes bullets compared to the power of the hot metal that becomes types.