The extent of it you cannot know; but you must know that it is something very deep, and--I do not wish to speak of it--but a father must sometimes petition for gratitude, since the only true expression of it is his son's moral good.

If you care for my love, or love me in return, aid me with all your energies to keep you what I have made you, and guard you from the snares besetting you.

It was in my hands once.

It is ceasing to be so.

Remember, my son, what my love is.