His eyes were dimmed with tears and, looking humbly up to heaven, he wept for the innocence he had lost.
He drew forth a phrase from his treasure and spoke it softly to himself: A day of dappled seaborne clouds.
Children must be educated by love, not punishment.
I have left my book, I have left my room, For I heard you singing Through the gloom.
And Jesus was a Jew too. Your god. He was a Jew like me. And so was his father.
Have read little and understood less.