...came in and glided to her place, where she sat down to stare straight before her, as usual. PART III TROPICAL nature had been kind to the failure of the...you, too, if you are anything, are as pitiful as the Test, yet never expecting any pity for yourself." "What is one to do, then?" sighed the young man,...

...baited with the illusion of progress, to bring out of the lightless void the shoals of •nnumbered generations! "And I, the son of my father, have been...contempt which is called pity. It is perhaps the least difficult—always remembering that you, too, if you are anything, are as pitiful as the rest, yet...

...started inspecting and naming the animals of that paradise which he was so soon to lose. Action—the first thought, or perhaps the first impulse, on earth!...contempt which is called pity. It is perhaps the least difficult—always remembering that you, too, if you are anything, are as pitiful as the rest, yet...

...came in and glided to her place, where she sat down to stare straight before her, as usual. PART III TROPICAL nature had been kind to the failure of the...you, too, if you are anything, are as pitiful as the Test, yet never expecting any pity for yourself." "What is one to do, then?" sighed the young man,...

...this primeval ancestor is not easily suppressed. The oldest voice in the world is just the one Jiat never ceases to speak. If anybody could have silenced...that you, too, if you are anything, are as pitiful as th*> •est, yet never expecting any pity for yourself." "What is one to do, then?" sighed the young...

...solution of everything, his ultimate wisdom. "But since you have not attained to it," he told the son, "I advise you to cultivate that form of contempt which is called pity . . . Look on—make no sound." In pursuance of which formula, Axel Heyst lives most of his days seeing...

...unvisited, unhonoured, cemetery of hopes. He had listened. Then, after a silence, he had asked—for he was really young then: "Is there no guidance?"...contempt which is called pity.* It is perhaps the least difficult—always remembering that you, too, if you are anything, are as pitiful as the rest, yet...

...came in and glided to her place, where she sat down to stare straight before her, as usual. PART III TROPICAL nature had been kind to the failure of the...you, too, if you are anything, are as pitiful as the lest, yet never expecting any pity for yourself." "What is one to do, then?" sighed the young man,...