'Still I must live and be happy, because happiness is all I desire.

Never mind what I am--an animal like all the rest, above whom the grass will grow and nothing more; or a frame in which a bit of the one God has been set,--still I must live in the very best way.

How then must I live to be happy, and why was I not happy before ?' And he began to recall his former life and he felt disgusted with himself.

He appeared to himself to have been terribly exacting and selfish, though he now saw that all the while he really needed nothing for himself.

And he looked round at the foliage with the light shining through it, at the setting sun and the clear sky, and he felt just as happy as before.