He was afraid of defiling the love which filled his soul.
It is no sin to look at a nice girl.
There it is!' he thought with rapture. 'When I was already in despair, and when it seemed there would be no end- there it is! She loves me. She's confessed it.
Everything depends on upbringing.
Is it really possible to tell someone else what one feels?
He knew she was there by the joy and terror that took possession of his heart [...] Everything was lit up by her. She was the smile that brightened everything around.