School is a foretaste of life.

School is a foretaste of life.

Dostoevsky preaches the morality of the pariah, the morality of the slave.

I encountered among my comrades the most varied human traits, from frankness to reserve, from goodness, uprightness and kindness, to brutality and baseness.

Any feeling that I was enriching my mind from those surrounding me was unfortunately rare with me.

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.

I was always hearing that I was pale and thin and small.