The sins, whatever they were, that lay on the man's conscience mattered nothing.

He had paid in splendid penance and in terrible penalty.
I should have liked to express to him something of this surge of emotion.

But I could find no words.

As a race, our emotions are not facile, and therefore we lack the necessary practice in expressing them.

When they do come, they come all of a heap and scare us out of our wits and leave us speechless.